My thumbs were in my belt loops, making my shorts ride even lower on my hips. I glanced at Dally, his baby blues were wide open, along with his mouth! xxx 18 I took my boots off, one at a time. “Nice” I said, as I paddled and spun around. Smiling, I bent back and emptied the water of one boot on my chest. Thinking for a minute and smiling, I tossed off my Stetson cowboy hat into the air, veered to the left, and dove off the end of the dock, into the cool water of the pond. “Fuck that!” With a determined look, he grabbed both sides of my zipper and gave it a good yank, splitting my shorts right along the seam. Fanning out my fingers, I drove them into my soaking wet
