Highschool (Teen/Adult)

Natasha laughs lightly. "You have any idea how I can get him to admit it?" She asks.

"No, but he'll come around, trust me." He grins

Natasha smiles a little. "I hope so." She lets her kitten down. "I'm gonna go for a swim." She says, jogging upstairs to change into her bikini.

He stands and calls and talks to Ellie for a while.

Natasha stays in the pool, getting out and sunbathing on the chairs, only really thinking about Michael.

Michael comes back, going outside.

Natasha was laying on her stomach, reading a magazine, listening to music. She was topless, working on the tan on her back, though she still had her bikini bottoms on.

He goes swimming,doing a few laps.

Natasha slides on her shades, putting her magazine and music away, laying down with her head to the side. It must of looked like she was watching him.

He soon just sits on the steps, leaning his head back against the concrete.

Natasha sits up, pulling the towel over her chest, trying to rub sunblock on her back, but it wasn't working.

"Need some help?" He asks.

Natasha looks up, nodding. "Please." She smiles softly.

He gets out, rubbing it on her back.

Natasha sits forward so he could get a better angle. She didn't get why people got turned on when doing this.

He soon finishes, standing up.

"Thanks." She smiles a little, glancing over her shoulder to look at him.

"Yep." He smiles, going back inside.

Natasha watches him go, sighing a little. She puts the towel to the side, laying on her stomach again.

He showers then lays on the couch.

Satisfied with her light tan, Natasha puts her bikini bra back on, getting all her things then walking inside, giggling when her kitten tries to pounce on her feet.

He turns on a movie.

Natasha changes, into a loose neckline top, and denim shorts, walking downstairs and sitting with Michael, deciding to watch the film with him.

He kicks his feet up, watching the screen.

Natasha strokes her grey kitten which was curled up on her flat stomach, resting her head back.