We went to this island for an overnight camping trip, staying in cabins. I was standing in one such cabin, watching the history teacher school the oth...r senior boys in the art of playing poker, when in walks Karen. She caught sight of me and maneuvered up beside me. She was wearing jeans and sneakers and a light colored, V neck short sleeve shirt. I can almost remember the smell of her perfume, I do remember her body heat as she came close to me and made physical contact, our shoulders brushing. This is to ensure you stay on track, but it's also to help break down your obsession with your own dick." "...But I'm not obses-" I tried to protest but he quickly cut me off. "I know what you do in your room when the door is locked hehe. I get it. Its natural. But you do masturbate a bit too much. That type of thing contributes to low self-esteem and prevents personal growth. I am going to have to limit how often you do it." "...okay" I mumble, as I stare at the ground feeling ashamed. "None. With all the attention he was receiving from his friends and family, Tommy should have been his usual happy self. That, however, was not the case. Tommy became more discouraged with every day that passed because of the sudden erasure of all the progress he’d made since coming to Brantley. His right leg tired easily now, and his right arm was weaker than before. In addition, his speech that had been slowly improving was now actually worse than before he arrived. Tommy’s solution to physical. I kiss her on the lips, worse she opened her mouth and welcomed my tongue. The liquor heightened her awareness and she reveled in my touch. My lips are soft, my tongue flicking lightly onto hers. I tasted good. For my part I could not believe my luck. I had anticipated immediate rejection. " Maybe I've misjudged her," I thought, as I brought a hand to her breast and begin to lightly lift it. The kiss has already begun to arouse her and when I touched her breast the hormones flooded her pussy..