Summer Games
                            Chapter 3

"What's the starfish game?" Megan asked.

"We play it at gymnastics school," An explained.  "All girls' 
school so no . . . dates."

Her cheeks reddened a bit at the word "dates."

"So we . . . play with each other.  One gets on bed as starfish; 
two others play with one--"  A glance at Megan.  "--boob each 
and third get poo-sey."

Megan and Jasmine glanced at each other doubtfully while a smile 
spread across Sevina's face.

"Aw, come on," she said.  "Where's your sense of adventure?  You 
should try a woman at least once."

Megan and Jasmine glanced at each other again. The rumors about 
the Swedish tennis star were definitely true.

"I guess so," Megan finally said.

"Why not?" Jasmine shrugged.  "I'll try anything once.  But 
somebody else be the starfish first."

"An's directing this thing so I guess that's me, then," Sevina 
said and the four nude women pulled one of the beds into the 
middle of the room.  Sevina laid back on it, put her hands to 
the corners by her head, and spread her legs to the corners at 
the foot.

"Like this?" she confirmed.

"Yes.  But we need towel under you for . . . you know."

An fetched a towel from the bathroom and slid under Sevina's 
bottom as she heaved her hips upward.

"Now you, Jasmine, and you, Megan, play with her breasts.  I 
will pray at her jade gate."

Megan moved to Sevina's left side and knelt by the bed.  She 
tentatively reached out and touched soft flesh of the tit in 
front of her.  She marveled at the warm silky feel of its soft, 
feminine flesh as the nipple firmed under her palm.  Jasmine was 
doing the same on the other side and Sevina let out a long sigh 
and both nips poked skyward, erected on their corrugated 
areolae.

Meanwhile An had started caressing the insides of her thighs 
just above the knee.  Megan craned her neck as An reached the 
junction of Sevina's legs and toyed with the brown pubic hair 
she found on its' mound.  Although lusher than An's, the tennis 
player's sex-fur stopped partway down leaving the white outer 
lips of her pussy bare.  They were closed so An wasted no time 
sliding her fingers down to tease them open and expose the 
moist, pink lips of her inner cunt and the ridge in the middle 
that covered the clitoris.  One finger slid inside her vagina 
and reappeared, wet.  Just the tip disappeared again as it 
delved into the mouth of the Swede's clitoral hood, searching 
for the button within. 

Megan returned her attention to Sevina's breast, kissed just the 
nub of the nipple, then drew it into her mouth and suckled 
deeply.  The supine blond groaned deeply as Jasmine copied 
Megan's actions on her other tit.  The stiff, brown girlflesh 
was drawn deep into the swimmer's mouth and she toyed with it 
with her tongue, pressing it against the roof of her mouth.  She 
was instinctively playing with the erogenous point as she liked 
done to her own nipples and Sevina moaned again as Jasmine did 
the same to her other tit.

Meantime An was pumping a finger in and out of the tennis star's 
cunt.  With her other hand she was sliding Sevina's clitoral 
hood up and down, massaging her erect shaft, exposing and hiding 
the moist, pink head at its' end.  The supine Swede began 
bucking her pelvis upward and Megan could see the tuft of brown 
pubic hair on its white mound advance and retreat.

Again Megan returned her attention to the breast in her mouth.  
She molded the soft flesh together so that Sevina's nipple was 
at the top of an emphasized mound then started flicking it with 
her tongue.  Jasmine, on her other side, pulled back as she 
suckled Sevina's other nip, stretching her titflesh in 
pleasurable torture.  By now Sevina was panting through clenched 
teeth as she rolled her head from side to side and rolled her 
pelvis in a frankly coital motion.

An suddenly snatched her finger out of Sevina's vagina and 
darted forward to capture her extended joy-buzzer between her 
lips.  Sevina groaned in sexual passion as all three attendants 
sucked on her nipples and clitoris.  She raised her legs in 
total surrender to sexual pleasure, drawing her knees up and 
apart to offer her genitals to the Asian's tongue.  An pressed 
her hands outward to spread the Swede's pussy open and began 
licking up and down her entire sexual apparatus, sometimes 
swiping up the outside of the bare, white outer lips, sometimes 
between them and the coral, ruffled inner lips, sometimes deep 
into the wet slit of her vulva.  Each trip she made a lap around 
Sevina's clit, pulsing with its erection.

By now, the blonde tennis star was panting deeply and An watched 
her orgasmic reactions closely.  She suddenly drew back and 
jammed three fingers into the cunt before her.  In imitation of 
a phallus, she shoved her fingers into Sevina's pussy, rotated 
them, then pulled them back out a moment before plunging them in 
again.  The palm of her other hand rhythmically pushed against 
the Swede's love mound, abusing the nodule that lay within its 
cleft.  This pushed Sevina over the edge and she screamed softly 
as she climaxed.  Megan could almost feel the nipple in her 
mouth pulse as its owner shuddered in the throes of her orgasm.

Sevina relaxed her spread legs and the four of them lay quiet a 
minute, Sevina supine in the bed, An kneeling at her open crotch 
and Jasmine and Megan laying their heads on her breasts.  Sevina 
stirred as she came back to her senses.

"That was wonderful," she said languidly and pulled Megan's head 
to kiss her.  She repeated with Jasmine then reached down to 
under An's arms and pull the petite gymnast on top of her.  An's 
kiss was much longer and Sevina stroked her from the shoulder, 
down her back, and over the bare globe of her ass as their lips 
locked.

"Now we trade," An said as she broke the kiss.  "Jasmine, you 
get to be starfish; Sevina take care of her pussy; Megan switch 
to her other boob, and I take over where you left.

There was a slow-motion flurry of action as the four nude women 
changed their places.  Megan watched with frank awareness at the 
way their breasts jostled, their asses quivered, and the quick 
flashes of their cunts' momentary exposure as they moved.  She 
was aware that the other women were frankly watching her sexual 
parts as well and it made her tingle as she switched to the 
other side of the bed.  Jasmine lay on the bed and spread her 
limbs to the four corners.  Her huge breasts lolled widely on 
her chest and Megan had to use both hands to mold the resilient 
flesh and move it about.  Her chocolate skin felt smooth and the 
nipple erected as it was teased.  It was the size of a grape and 
had a small indentation in its center.  Megan bent forward to 
suckle it at the same time An did on the other side in an 
unplanned act of synchronization.

Meantime, Sevina stroked inside the track star's thighs teasing 
her to spread her legs.  The tennis star traced with her thumbs 
the outline of the lush pubes before her.  The curly mass of 
hair filled the vee of her lovemound entirely and continued down 
between her legs, lining the chocolate outer lips of her pussy 
on either side.  Like Sevina's they shyly hid their inner 
sisters in a closed slit.

Megan broke off from her suckling to watch as Sevina spread 
Jasmine's pussy open, exposing the flesh of her inner cunt, a 
startling pink in contrast to the brown outer lips.  Driving two 
fingers' into Jasmine's pussy, she spread her fingers, forcing 
open the track star's vulva, displaying the heated liquid canal 
that led to her womb.  It was as coral colored as Megan's own 
and pulsed visibly as Jasmine yielded to the assault on her 
cunt.

Sevina let her fingers come back together, clasped by Jasmine's 
vagina, then shoved them deep into the track star's body as An 
had done to her a few minutes before.  With a twist that dragged 
her thumb over Jasmine's clit she pulled them out again for a 
moment before plunging them in again like a two-headed penis.  
The Jamaican groaned and began to buck her pelvis upward in 
coital response.

Megan drew her firm nipple into her mouth and teased it with her 
tongue, mashing as she had Sevina's.  An meanwhile was licking 
the other breast of the supine black girl, making the entire 
heap of soft flesh wet with her saliva, flicking her tongue over 
the erected nipple at its' peak.

As the Jamaican groaned in ecstasy Sevina suddenly plucked her 
hand out of her and dove in to lick and suck the spread, black 
pussy before her.  Jasmine began to quiver and pant, her smooth 
belly heaving as she gulped for air.  All three women attending 
her attacked their erogenous zones vigorously as the track 
star's orgasm neared.

"Oh, God!  My clit!  She's nibbling my clit!" Jasmine managed to 
say just before screaming as she came.  Her hands convulsively 
grabbed the back of Sevina's head and she pushed hard to shove 
the blonde's face into her crotch in her shuddering climax.  An 
and Megan suckled as hard as they could at Jasmine's massive 
heaving tits then tapered off as she collapsed into a near swoon 
after cumming.

The four lay or knelt quietly for a minute before the black girl 
pulled An, then Megan over for a kiss.  Sevina clasped both her 
prominent nipples as she slithered up her front for her kiss.

"Mmmm.  I can taste my own pussy," said Jasmine as she bussed 
the tennis star.  "I never thought lovemaking between women was 
so good."

"Oh, men are nice too," Sevina said.  "But there's something 
about cumming with another woman.  Besides, you double your 
chances if you swing both ways."

"We need to change towel," reported An as she pulled the old one 
out from under Jasmine.  "This one's soaked."

Megan fetched another one from the bathroom and spread it on the 
bed.  "I guess I'm next then," she said and laid down on the 
towel.  An and Sevina moved to either side by her breasts and 
Jasmine knelt at the foot.  Megan felt a little shy as she 
spread her legs.  Except to a doctor or a lover she had never 
exposed this most intimate part of her before today and she 
looked down the plane of her belly, past the auburn tuft of 
pubic hair at the Jamaican shyly.  Jasmine also seemed shy as 
she looked Megan in the eye instead of gazing at her cunt.

"I hope I know how to do this," she said dubiously.

"Don't worry," assured Sevina.  "You know what you like done to 
yourself; just do it to her.  It'll be fine."

Megan closed her eyes and laid her head down.  In a moment, two 
warm pairs of hands were molding her boobs, causing little 
electric tingles down her spine as thy teased her nipples.  
After a minute another pair of hands started teasing the hair on 
her love mound before slipping down between her legs.  Like An, 
her inner pair of pussylips were exposed at the slightest 
provocation and an erotic thrill went through her as Jasmine 
gently teased the soft flesh open and began to slide her fingers 
up and down her vulva. She was indeed touching Megan exactly 
like Megan touched herself when masturbating.  Already excited 
by the two erotic sessions before, she was wet and could feel 
Jasmine's fingers sliding up and down the length of her juicy 
lips before they paused and one slid inside.

The Jamaican's finger felt like a tiny penis inside her vagina 
and, like both women before her, Megan involuntarily tensed her 
ass muscles and bucked her hips upward in coital surrender.  
Meanwhile the two women at her tits had started licking her 
nipples, making the pale pink points erect and sending waves of 
pleasure down her body.

By now Jasmine had three fingers plunging into her pussy and was 
using her other hand to jack Megan's clitoral hood up and down, 
stimulating her joy-buzzer within.  Now it felt like a real cock 
was plunging into her cunt and Megan spread her legs wider in 
total surrender to the erotic fires that engulfed her.

Again as if on a given signal, the three women tending her began 
to suckling, An and Sevina at each breast and Jasmine drawing 
her clitoris from out of its hood.  The timing was perfect and 
Megan scarcely had time to take a breath before she climaxed.  
She could feel her cunt rhythmically contract around Jasmine's 
still plunging fingers as she flushed from face to knees in the 
strongest orgasm she'd had in months.  Unable to say anything 
she gasped and trembled uncontrollably for nearly a full minute 
before coming down from her sexual high.  When she could open 
her eyes again, Megan saw the smiling faces of An and Sevina 
looking down at her.

"Welcome back," said the Swede and bussed her.  An leaned 
forward for a quick kiss and, as she drew back again, Megan 
looked down the length of her body at Jasmine kneeling between 
her thighs.  Her bush was matted with the track star's saliva 
and her own pussy juice.

"Sevina was right; you did fine," Megan reported as the Jamaican 
beamed at her.

"I'd wondered what my pussy looked like when I came," the 
Jamaican said.  "Now I guess I know."

The black girl slid up Megan's front, her enormous tits 
caressing the length of her body before being mashed flat as she 
leaned in for her kiss. It was intimate as any lover's and Megan 
stroked Jasmine's back down to her ass and cupped the firm globe 
of her cheek as they tasted each other.

"My turn!  My turn!" An exclaimed and they changed places, An on 
the bed and Megan between her thighs as Jasmine moved to one 
side by her breast.

Megan looked down at An as she spread her knees and undulated 
her hips, excited before they'd even started.  For just an 
instant she had a flash of what goes though a man's mind as a 
woman offers herself in sexual surrender, the power of taking 
someone lying before you and the obligation to pleasure her.  
The other two women had already started teasing the nipples of 
her breasts as Megan knelt and reached out to touch her.

She twined the loose strands of the asian's sparse pubic hair 
and tugged it playfully, making An giggle.

"Don't pull it out by roots," she implored.  "Now I know what 
real bush looks like and I'm jealous--oh! My!"

This last was due to a particularly agile suck by Sevina at her 
left tit.

Megan stopped playing with An's hair and lightly stroked the 
cleft that divided her mons until she reached the hood of her 
clitoris.  Gently she pushed the hood back, exposing the finger-
sized head and touching it directly, eliciting a shudder from 
the gymnast.  Relenting, she straddled the clitoral shaft 
between her thumb and forefinger and stroked it, making the open 
end of its' hood caress the pink button at its' tip.  An moaned 
and tensed her ass muscles in time with Megan's strokes.

After a minute of teasing Megan began to play with the lips of 
An's pussy.  The smooth flesh to the outside was erotically 
bare, like a shaved girl she'd seen once in a porno tape, and 
she slid her thumbs several times up and down, edging closer to 
center with each stroke.  In a moment she'd reached the edges 
and slipped over the boundary to caress the area between the two 
pairs of pussy lips.  An moaned quietly again as Megan's touch 
became more intimate.

After a dramatic pause the swimmer slid a finger down the closed 
cleft of the gymnast's vulva, making it open like a zipper.  An 
twitched in near-orgasm and spread her legs wider.  Megan gently 
grasped her inner lips between thumb and forefinger and pulled 
outward, opening her cunt until she could see up the moist coral 
sheath of her vagina.  She was surprised to find what liked like 
a third pair of lips inside until she suddenly realized what she 
was looking at.

"Oh my, she's a virgin!" Megan thought as she looked at the 
maidenhead that still guarded the asian's vagina.  It was a 
paler shade of pink than the rest of her vulva with a membranous 
look and a small opening, about the size of a finger, that led 
deeper into her belly.  Fascinated, Megan pushed a finger 
through that small hole and felt a ring of resistance as the 
elastic flesh of An's hymen passed up her penetrating digit.  In 
and out she pushed her finger and An began to rock her pelvis up 
to meet her.  Megan upped the stakes by using her other hand to 
slide the hood of her clit up and down, stroking the round head 
within.

By now the other two women were suckling An's distended nipples 
and Megan stopped stroking to join them in the arts of oral sex.  
Her tongue swiped up the gymnast's labial groove and she got a 
strong jolt of pussy juice, the first she'd tasted other than 
her own.  She delved into An's clitoral sheath, found the 
finger-sized love-button inside and swirled her tongue around 
its head.  Meanwhile her left hand groped blindly until it found 
An's center and her middle finger slid back inside the clasping 
tunnel.  

On the brink of orgasm the gymnast began to shudder and Megan 
could feel her vagina pulsate and almost draw in her penetrating 
finger.  Suddenly the gymnast gave a shuddering sigh and Megan's 
hand was drenched in the warm, thick fluid that spurted from her 
inner chamber through the orifice in her hymen.  Then An relaxed 
as her climax subsided.

The other two women released her petite teats as Megan pulled 
her finger out.  The Asian pussy juice cupped in her palm 
spilled out to down her forearm and drip from her elbow.  Megan 
placed her wet palm on An's nearly bare lovemound then slid her 
hand upward, past the indented navel in her soft belly, past the 
area between her still erect nipples to the hollow in her 
throat, anointing the centerline of the gymnast's body with her 
own lubricant.

"Jasmine gets the prize for cumming the loudest," she said, "But 
you're definitely the wettest."

All of them giggled as An received her kisses from Sevina and 
Jasmine and finally Megan.

"That was wonderful," said Jasmine as she stretched.  "Makes me 
hungry for Charlie.  After dinner, roomie, you might want to 
knock before entering.  I could be 'entertaining.'"

"Charlie's here?"

"Oh, yeah.  He's on the track team like me -- that's how we 
met."

"Your lover is Charlie Small?"  The Jamaican sprinter had a lock 
on at least one gold, maybe as many as three.

"Yeah, ain't I lucky?"

"Be a shame to keep your room mate out in the hall," said Sevina 
as she sat on the bed they'd shoved into the corner.  The other 
three girls blinked at her.

"You might try 'entertaining' Charlie in front of an audience," 
she went on, stretching like a cat.  "It adds a real kick."

As she sat on the other bed between An's still spread legs, 
Megan wondered if all Swedes were as uninhibited or just the 
tennis players.  Glancing at the Jamaican Megan could almost see 
Jasmine blush.

"You mean Charlie and me here?  In front of everybody?" she 
flustered, standing and unconsciously covering her pubes in 
sudden modesty.  "I don't know.  I--I mean . . ." she stammered 
to a stop.

"It doesn't have to be just you two.  We could each bring 
someone and have a regular orgy."

Now Megan was blushing as she contemplated fucking someone in 
front of an audience.  Then the thought of taking two men at 
once came to her.  The heat from her face went down between her 
legs: She found the idea exciting.  Judging by the mixed 
emotions that crossed her face, Jasmine was also finding the 
thought of watching someone and being watched by someone a turn 
on.  Judging by her erecting nipples she found it a big turn on.  
An, though, just blushed.

"Maybe I should go to Center," she said softly, naming what 
would be the Student Union when the area was converted to a 
university.  "I don't have boyfriend."

"Oh, I'm sure we could fix you up," Sevina urged, eyeing her 
nude form appreciatively.  "Unless you're being true to someone 
back home, that is."

"No one back home.  I . . . I *never* have lover."

"She means she's a virgin," said Megan as the other two glanced 
at each other.  She made a vague gesture toward the gymnast's 
still-wet slit.  "I saw her cherry when I was, uh, playing with 
her."

"Cherry?" An asked, confused.

"Your hymen.  Your maidenhead," Megan explained.

"I think it's sweet!" exclaimed Jasmine sitting on the corner of 
the bed and caressing An's brow.  "Not many girls these days are 
saving themselves for marriage."

"Not saving; no boys."

"Eh?  A billion people in China -- all women?"

"I go to Bejing *Girls* School of Gymnastics," said An as she 
casually swung a leg up behind Megan and sat up.  "Boarding 
school with all girl students, all girl instructors and coaches.  
No men there except director, Mr. Feng.  He's old."  She made a 
face.  "That's why we invent starfish game.  We--"  She glanced 
at Megan.  "--play with each other to relieve feelings of sex."

Sevina closed her eyes dreamily and caressed her breasts.  "Wow, 
a whole school full of lesbian athletes -- the mind boggles."

"Not lesbian!" said An indignantly.  "Well, some are but most 
like to have man.  Just none around."

Sevina arched an eyebrow.  "How about you?  *You* like to have 
man?"

An blushed again and cast her eyes.  "I guess so.  Think about 
it a lot but . . ."

"Well this place is filled with stud-muffins.  Pick one and give 
the old nudge-nudge-wink-wink."  She pointedly looked at the 
gymnast's form again.  "Who could say no?"

"Oh, no!  I couldn't!  I mean, I want--"  She stopped and 
reflexively covered her mons.

"She wants her first time to be something special!" said Jasmine 
defiantly, putting her arm around An and drawing her close.  
"Not just to lie under some jock with a stiff pecker!"

An nodded shyly.  "Want to but don't also.  Couldn't be like 
I've seen you, Sevina -- no offense."

"It's okay," replied the Swede, looking reflective.  "It's been 
a long time since I was a virgin and I'd forgotten.

"Never even seen a man -- naked I mean."

"Well, you can just watch if you like, or go to the Center while 
we practice our wicked ways."

"Oh, no, I *want* to.  But can't ask some stranger."

The blonde thought a moment.  "I could fix you up with Erik, one 
of the coaches on the tennis team.  I know he's gentle with a 
girl's first time -- he was with me when he took my cherry when 
I was younger than you.  Would that be okay?"

"I guess so," said An, excited and dubious at the same time.

"Look.  You can wait 'til last.  And I'll tell Erik you reserve 
the right to change your mind."

"Okay."

"How about you Jasmine?  You game?"

A sly smile came over the black girl's face.  "I'll have to ask 
Charlie.  But I know he'll say yes, the big show-off!"

"Megan?"

A brief regret at the unavailable Fred flashed through her mind, 
then her libido took over.  "There's a water-polo player who 
looks tempting . . ."  She let the comment hang in the air.

"Well, the Dolphin--" the nickname for Sweden's best hope for a 
gold in swimming.  "--was making eyes at me the whole flight 
from Stockholm."  She rubbed her hands together in anticipation.  
"Well, then it's settled.  How about tomorrow afternoon right 
after lunch?  That'll give us plenty of time to play before 
dinner.  That fit everyone's schedule?"

A chorus of yesses -- last from An -- answered her.  No one's 
competition was for several days and, deferring to television 
coverage considerations, the practice sessions were always early 
in the morning.

"Let's see," said Megan slyly.  "We'll have two Americans, two 
Jamaicans, three Swedes, and a Chinese; two track and field, two 
tennis players, a gymnast, two swimmers, and water-polo . . . 
Yep, sounds diverse enough to satisfy the Committee."

All four women laughed.

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Just after six the next morning, Megan's practice session was 
over and the U.S. water-polo team was just leaving the men's 
locker room for their turn.  She had lingered a few seconds to 
be last in the group of departing women swimmers, 
surreptitiously pulling up the bottom of her bathing suit on one 
side so most of one cheek was exposed as if accidently.  As she 
passed the polo team she caught the eye of the guy who'd been 
giving her frankly admiring looks the past couple of days and 
arched her eyebrow in her best come-hither look as they passed.

She paused and looked over her shoulder.  Sure enough, he'd 
stopped in his tracks and had turned to look back at her.  She 
slowly passed a hand over the pale globe of her ass then turned 
to disappear into the shadows under the bleachers.  Sure enough, 
seconds later he joined her there.

"Hi," she said quietly.  "You're Tom, aren't you?"

"Yes, and you're Megan.  I asked around."

She looked up at him as he came closer.  He was about six inches 
taller than she and had brown eyes and a cleft in his chin.  All 
in all, except for that silly bonnet polo players wear, he bore 
a striking resemblance to the hero on a cover of a romance 
novel.  Megan found herself melting.

"Find me interesting, do you?" she said, feigning a nonchalance 
she didn't feel.

"Very."

She stepped closer and traced a fingertip around one of his flat 
nipples.

"Well, so do I -- find *you* interesting that is," and she 
kissed him before he could reply.

Lips locked, Tom pulled her close to him with a hand chastely at 
the small of her back. She pointedly moved it onto the bare 
flesh of her ass and pushed her tongue past his lips.  He played 
with her tongue with the tip of his own and kneaded the cool, 
round sphere in his hand.  Finally they broke for air.  She 
resumed caressing his chest again, teasing the hair.

"In fact I find you interesting enough to see more of you."  The 
hand slipped down to pause at the top of his trunks.

"*All* of you, in fact," and she pushed inside to gently grasp 
the soft mass of his cock.  It stirred in her grasp.

"Uh, yuh.  Me too."

He tried to reciprocate but was frustrated by the taut lycra of 
her suit.  He settled for rubbing his middle finger up and down 
the center of her love mound outside her suit.  She could feel 
his penis lengthen.

"But not here, not now."

"No.  Gotta practice."

Her attentions had obviously shorted his thought processes.  He 
was lucky to get out a two-syllable word.

"Lunch at the Center at noon," she directed.  "Then maybe my 
room after."

"Sounds good."

"Hey, Carleton!" came an impatient call.  "We play the Italians 
tomorrow!  See your lady friend later!"

"Duty calls," he said with some regret as they disengaged,  "But 
I'll be there."

A quick rearrangement of his genitals and he trotted toward the 
pool as Megan went down the short corridor to the locker rooms.

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Over lunch she told him the rest of her proposal.

"We, uh, won't be alone," she said and sipped her iced tea.

Tom chewed reflectively a moment as he thought over this 
unexpected development.

"My room mates will be having guys over, too."

"For sharing or just looking?"

"Who knows?  We'll see how it develops."

"Who are your room mates?"

"Jasmine Rutherford is in my room."

"The Jamaican track star with the huge--"

"--Yeah, and Sevina Aaronsen is in the adjoining room."

Tom's eyebrows rose in surprise.  "I thought she was lesbian."

"Only sometimes, it seems.  *Her* room mate is An Li, the 
Chinese gymnast."

Tom shrugged.  "I don't follow gymnastics," he said.

Megan smiled slyly.  "She could be the most interesting of all.  
You see, she's a virgin . . . for now."

Tom took a long pull on his soda.  "Yow.  Aaronsen and 
Rutherford naked and a virgin's first time, not to mention a 
chance to find out if what they say about redheads is true.  Who 
are the guys?"

"Jasmine's bringing her boyfriend, Charlie Small, and Sevina's 
coming--"  Tom smirked.  "--you know what I mean--with the 
Dolphin and some coach who deflowered her for An."

"Be interesting to see if the Dolphin's as good at diving--muff 
diving, that is--as he is at swimming."

Megan glanced at the clock.  "Well then, let's go.  we're 
supposed to meet at one o'clock."