Gigi started stretching and I had a hard time keeping my eyes off those swaying breasts. They were quite a vision. She was cranked up on Black Bee Rum, nineteen years old, and her 'brother' wasn't really her brother, just her step-brother-slash-fuckbuddy or even her boyfriend. I knew Johnson but I never knew about Gigi. I was beginning to understand why he was keeping her a secret around the islands. But that secret was about to come out. Gigi was most likely going to be June's cover model. She was drop-dead gorgeous and willing to pose in just about anything we could dream up. This was what was running through my mind when I noticed her staring at my tits as much as I was staring at hers.

"Y'know, you have a great rack, Jozzy."

"Why, thank you."

"We should do some porn together..."

"Huh?"

I just stared at her, curiously, until finally, she burst out into a giggle. Ah... she was jesting... but...

"That line always makes guys hard as a rock..."

Off in the distance, we could hear the toilet flushing. More giggles.

"But I never had that happen... He just... like..." She made the sound of a small explosion.

"Really? Never?"

"Well, no... not never. Maybe when I was..."

"Working afterschool?"

"Huh uh..."