Bobby and Lana were sitting at the breakfast table a few mornings after Bobby had observed her nighttime play. The girl was acting just as demure and shy as she'd been the day she arrived.
"I have shopping and some errands to do this morning," Bobby's mother said when she sat down at the table with them. "Do either of you want to come along?"
Neither Bobby nor Lana did.
"What are you two doing today?" Mrs. Draper asked.
"I've got some studying to do," Lana said.
"You really should take some time to have some fun, Lana. You know this is vacation," Bobby's mother warned.
"I know," Lana replied softly, "But I really need to get as much advanced work as I can if I'm going to get into the college I want to attend."
Bobby's mother shook her head and poured some milk on her cereal. "What have you got planned for today, Bobby?"
"I've got to mow the grass, remember?" he said. "It's growing pretty fast."
"I saw that," his mother said. "I'm glad you noticed, too. I know you've been busy, but..."
After breakfast was finished and the dishes were cleaned up, Bobby's mother left to do her errands.
Bobby went out to the garage, got out the mower, and started mowing. He'd been at it a little while when Lana came out carrying some books and her laptop computer. She sat down at a table on the deck next to their swimming pool, turned on the computer, and opened several of the books.
Bobby changed the pattern of his mowing so he could keep his cousin in view while he worked. Today she had on a pink T-shirt that was at least two sizes to big for her and an equally loose-fitting pair of sweatpants. They did a pretty good job of hiding the fact that her body was incredible.
Although he'd seen his lovely visitor nude a few nights earlier, bobby found seeing her dressed today surprisingly arousing. He throttled back the mower, to make the mowing job last longer. Eventually, he finished. He was pondering what to do next that would keep him out in the yard as he put the mower in the garage. He turned around and jumped. Lana was standing in the garage doorway.
She blushed deeply and stared at the garage floor. "You look hot," she said.
"Ah...yeah, I am, kinda," Bobby replied.
Bobby wasn't sure how to take Lana. The contrast between the girl standing in front of him and the one he'd observed - without her knowledge - in her bedroom was so stark he had no idea how to approach her or what to say to her.
"Want to go in and have a soda?" she asked.
"Yeah, I was just thinking about doing that," Bobby replied. "I'm finished mowing the yard."
"Come on," Lana said, starting toward the house. "Let's get some sodas. I could use a cold drink, too."
Bobby followed her and as she walked ahead of him, he could see globes of her finely formed bottom undulating delectably despite the looseness of the sweatpants she had on. He couldn't keep sexual tension from building inside him and wondered if Lana had any idea what kind of effect she had on him. He was pretty sure she didn't.
When they arrived in the kitchen, Lana got two sodas out of the refrigerator and handed one to Bobby. When their hands touched, Bobby felt a jolt. Lana must have felt something, too, because her face turned crimson red.
"You're a senior next year, right?" Lana asked. She leaned her hip against the kitchen counter.
