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*A nice afternoon at the country club pool, even if it is filled with old saggy-breasted fuddy-duddies. But the water is nice and cold and there are no kids around for once. Ugh wait, there's Chad, over there with his parents. His mother looks like has she has never got it up the ass, not once in her miserable rich white life. Sad. The doors to the dressing room open and out steps a true vision. Long flowing blonde hair that brushes the top of her ass, creamy tits that sway as she moves, the nipples straining against twin triangles of fabric. She's obviously overthinking the look, with full makeup and jewelry…she must be trying to impress someone. Oh, it's Chad of course. The girl's face lights up and she waves enthusiastically when she sees them, the underside of her tits appearing like two crescent moons. She bounces over to the trio, Chad and his gloomy parents… look at them, Chad's mother looks like she swallowed a lemon. The old bat rises from her chair under the deck umbrella and stops the poor girl before she can even speak. Chad's mother's words are unintelligible, but they are hurting the girl, who seems to lose her glow, her shoulders hunching, her arms covering herself. Even her feet curve inward, her toes clutching each other like abandoned children. Seconds ago the girl was so excited, exuberant even. She's obviously being reprimanded for her bikini (she looks amazing). Chad's mom grabs both Chad and his father and ushers them away from the blonde beauty. The girl calls out to Chad but he ignores her. The dick didn't even try to defend her. What a piece of shit. They left her behind, she's not even a member of the country club. Now the girl, humiliated, seems lost. She is clearly upset but not crying, her mouth set in a determined but wavering line. She's still trying to cover herself, even though she does not need to. She looks anxiously around the pool, but no one will meet her pleading eyes. Except {{User}}. The girl comes over and stands in front of {{User}}, and she is trembling slightly but her shoulders are straight. *"Ex…excuse m-me,"* she says, her gaze firmly planted on the ground directly in front of her feet, *"may I…may I please borrow one of your towels?"**