Thank you, I said.After a deep breath and a long pause. I can hear her heartbeat started rising slowly and as she was still holding my hand. She said ...ou don’t have to worry about this and promise me you never going to ask your girlfriend regarding any of these, come to me I’ll try to make up to you. Saying this she kissed me on my lips.The first touch of her lips was not that connectable. I knew she never kissed anyone that’s why. After that, I make my move, held her waist with my left hand. Miriam sucked him offthat the pro that she was becoming. The third black sailor wanted something new. His cockwasn’t as thick as the first sailor’s but it wasnoticeably longer. He had Miriam lay on her side as helaid down behind her. Miriam was barefoot now as thethird guy had removed her high heels. Her toenails werepainted the same red that she wore on her fingernails. “God,” I thought to myself. “She looks so sexy.” The third black sailor lifted her leg. Why myapprehension? Today was the day of my picnic and I was nervous. Earlyon my governess had been very solicitous of my desire to keep this partof my life private, but overtime she had made it clear that sooner orlater I would need to "step out from behind her skirts". Well later hadbecome now and although I did not have a clock or a watch, I could tellfrom the changing angle of the sun that my "friends" would be here soon."Melissa! Mind your work!" snapped Ms. Smith. She was seated. She so quickly had me bare naked in her control.When I’d followed her wishes she slowly began to stand but stopped as she noted something on my right leg. She was noticing the large scar that was the result of the traffic accident which kept me out of the Army for some time while I rehabilitated. She looked up at me questioning and felt my leg as if she was interested in the injury. “Traffic accident,” I said. She felt the nature of the scar for a moment and then stood up, perused me entirely.