WINDING DOWN... Summer (Part 140f)
It was time to head back
to the marina before we knew it. The pier where ”B“ tied his sailboat up
was located in the most remote area of the facility. For that, Elle was
thankful. Not ready to expose her wetness to the kids she suggested
that I give them some money and send them down to the office for ice
cream. That way she could readily help me take the sails off, pack
up the gear and not have the kids see that she was wet. Of course I wanted a picture but
that idea was immediately rejected. I wasn’t about to give up on the
idea but let it rest for the moment.
By the time the
kids were
back we had everything loaded into the station wagon and Elle was
already behind the wheel and ready to leave. We arrived home a little
before 3pm, in time for Barbara and her sister to be picked up. Elle
hadn’t asked what they were going to be doing but it seemed a little odd
to me since I knew they didn’t have jobs. Since they were going to be
eating
with us and then watching the kids that night I was puzzled. Once both
our cars were in the driveway Elle suggested that Jean and
Anne go fetch their sister. Once I heard that I knew I had a window of
time to try for the picture I so much wanted. Since we planned on using
the boat again on Labor Day I decided to leave all the gear in the
station wagon so all we had to bring to the house was the cooler and
thermos... and the camera.
We dumped the things on the steps and as we did I managed to get the camera ready. I was hoping to
do it so Elle didn’t see me but she did. I got one of those familiar
‘looks’ of disapproval but it was followed by one word... ”Hurry!“. I
hated it when she did that because it made me rush and I'd sometimes waste a
good picture. The cats were waiting for us when we arrived and Elle,
almost as if she planned it for me, bent over to pet them. I got what I
wanted!
Elle went in the house and was in the process of changing
by the time the girls returned. I didn’t expect to see Barbara but she
came over to explain why Kaye’s shirt was dirty. While she was there I
asked where she and her sister were going primarily to confirm if they
would be back in time for supper. She laughed and said they’d probably
be back within the hour as all they were doing was going into town to
her mother's day care school. Her mother had wanted to
leave as early as possible the day before and had left it to be picked
up by the girls. I immediately wondered why it hadn’t been done the
previous week but didn’t say anything. The mother of one of the kids at
the center had offered to
come pick them them and also to help. Now it was my turn to laugh as I
told
her that the church was the one we attended. With all the hassle the
church and I had with her mother I just took it for granted that she had
told her about it... but it was obvious by the look on her
face that she hadn’t.
Barbara was right in that it didn’t take
that long as it was about 4pm when she and her sister came through the
opening in the hedge. I did a double take though as they both were
wearing red and white cheerleader uniforms. Upon seeing them my girls
were doing their own cheering, excited as could be. I quickly remembered the
other evening when they told of their intention to find them and then to show them off
to our kids. The first words out of Barbara’s mouth was to ask Jean
where her mother was. Elle, in the kitchen preparing for supper,
obviously heard all the noise and had come out to see what was going on.
Barbara approached her to plead that she go find her cheerleader outfit outfit and to join
them in putting on a show. Elle exhibited a bit of a frown but I could
see a smile forming at the corners of her mouth as she headed back inside.
It
took a while
before Elle re-appeared in her cheering outfit. Seeing her in it
reminded
me that when she’d last worn it to the costume party she couldn’t find
the
'bloomers' that went with it. We ended up taking a pair of her ribbed
cotton Carter’s panties and dyed them dark blue to match the color of
the outfit. I wondered if that was what she had on. Our three kids were
dancing all around pleading for them to let them do cheers. But Barbara
told them to wait that she was going to put on a "show' for them. I went
over to the patio and brought a picnic bench for to sit on
making it more like a real show. They desperately wanted to participate
but Barbara had their attention and promised that after she, her sister
and Elle did their ‘show’ that they cold do one too.
Barbara, Mo and Elle got
together to decide on just what they were going to do. I was watching
but couldn’t hear what they were saying. I did notice Barbara lift the
hem of her skirt up and point to it. I could see white and it wasn’t
from the skirt. Her uniform was a cap sleeved white blouse tucked into a
short red and white pleated skirt. Believe me, she didn’t have to lift the hem very
far for me to get my peek. After that it was decided that the cheers
would be kept simple. I had an idea as to why. The ‘show' lasted for a
less than five minutes but to end it Mo did a cartwheel and finished
with a flip. My girls loved that and were yelling for her to do more but
she declined. The one thing I garnered from the cartwheel was that the
‘bloomers’ were the same color red as in the skirt. It took so little
time for her to do the maneuver that there wasn’t very much to see.
However, knowing that Barbara didn’t have ‘bloomers’ on was a bit
titilating, to say the least.
They gathered the kids up and went
through some simple cheers that they could do mostly with their hands
and arms. Barbara was trying to get them to co-ordinate that with some
leg kicks but it just wasn’t registering with them. Just a bit
frustrated, she backed off from them and demonstrated, obviously
forgetting that her ‘bloomers’ were missing. Even if it was for only a few leg kicks I didn’t miss that ‘show’!
It
was Mo who suggested that to finish up that they make a pyramid. She
explained that she,
Barbara and Elle would be on the ground on their hands and knees and
that Jean and Anne would have to climb up on their backs. Then I was to
place Kaye on the very top like a cherry on a sundae. They thought it
was great idea... but Elle
wasn’t so sure. When I picked Kaye up I was
standing behind the others who were already in place. I almost dropped
her when I saw Barbara’s
pantied backside staring right at me. The skirt was short to begin with
but it had been dragged up on her back when Anne climbed aboard. I know
I hesitated for a few
seconds before moving Kaye on top of Jean and Anne. Once I did all I
could think about was taking a picture... but the camera was in on the
kitchen counter. I started to go get it when I heard a burst of
laughter, turned and saw them all piled together. Actually, as I looked
back at them I was mad. If I hadn’t moved from where I was I would’ve
been in position to
have seen a wide open crotch view of Barbara as she lay in the position
where she
ended up. All I got were the ‘dregs’ for a view as she got to her feet.
They were all laughing, even Elle but I wasn’t as I’d missed out on
possibly a
once in a lifetime view.
To be continued...
2 comments:
Nice... and love that pic!
sara
sara... So do I...
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