On Guide camp, when she was a junior leader in charge of a tent, she had been willing to talk to her young charges quietly and frankly, which the thre... girls sharing were grateful for. But when her friends began to give themselves over to boys insistent requests for more and more intimacy, she had held back. The girls rarely seemed to enjoy themselves, it often seemed more of a duty (like her Mum, Marylin thought. So whether you wait, or you don’t, it all seems to be about female duty and male. A young pretty dark haired girl walked past the car and I wondered if she could see what was going on in the back seat.I watched in torture as her hands moved out of view to what I could only imagine was her wetness. Her eyes would look directly at me in the mirror but her eyelids would slowly droop close every so often, a telling sign of what I could not see.She brought a finger to her lips and licked it slowly at first probing with her tongue and then encircling it with her lips. By this time. Finally she looked up me."Well, I guess it depends on what they want to do." That was exactly what I wanted to hear."Well, they were thinking either wife swap or same room sex." She listened as I spoke but she didn't say anything for a while as she was mulling things over in her mind. "I figured you might be interested considering you were talking about how were interested in exploring your wilder side." Well I guess I would rather do wife swap than same room sex. I don't know if I could focus. I had never been away from home and my family for so long. It gave me a sense of freedom I hadn’t experienced prior to this.I had spent a few days doing the typical tourist obligations; the museums, the long walks even a church or two. It took a week or so of being with myself with nobody watching me (as I usually and have always felt) to realise that I was my own person. I had nobody breathing down my neck, telling me what to do, who to be, how to act.I experienced new information, and new.