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I guess I was napping, laying on my back, and didn't hear the arrival of his fiend, Kent. He must have come into the house and up to Mike's room to get him up early. I really didn't realize what was happening until Mike came on the deck to tell me he was leaving with Kent to go to a sporting goods store to get some fishing equipment. The dark sunglasses was actually shielding his face and my initially didn't know Kent was in the sliding glass door, looking at me. It was too late to show modesty so I told him to be come back before he went in to work.Mike had seem me tanning topless a multitude of times and I guess he didn't know his friend was watch me. As Mike and I chatted I watch Kent, smiling and showing no indication of waiting for Mike in the house. Was I ashame my son's friend had seen me? Should I have fake an attempt to grab a towel, which I hadn't brought out to cover my breasts? No. I wasn't. I thought about it. He was a young man. My son was 18 so Kent would be also.

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