The day past, after dinner they threw caution to the wind, both naked they went to their beach, true they both carried dressing gowns “just in case ...omeone appeared”, as she said “they did not need sightseers.” They made love in the water, her body weightless, floating vertically her breasts moving with the motion of the waves, her nipples just rubbing against his chest, His stiff tool buried deep in her body, her arms around his neck their lips soon welded to each other. Later they made love. I didn’t want to be responsible for the next generation of hacktivist.“Don’t worry,” the professor said. “Nobody’s name came up. It was just a chat from a nice young woman to an awkward teenage boy. She’s not a lot older.”“Oh, for Christ’s sake, don’t tell me that!” I said.“She is old enough to vote and purchase cigarettes – everywhere but California,” the professor said. “But it will be a couple of more years before she can legally buy a beer or smokes here. The kids out here prefer weed. She was quite the show off. We were out one night dancing and drinking and I had the idea to ask about her fantasies. She was very slow to say anything as was I afraid of what we were thinking. I told her how I loved it when she wore skant clothing and how other men ogled her and it turned me on. She admitted it aroused her and she al herways had wanted to be naked in front of other men. To show off her charms and make them want her. This was sounding very hot as I realized I had a hard cock. She never did talk to me about it.A few years passed without the feeling. By then I had come out to my mom and told her everything she already knew. And that leads us to one and a half years later my back ridged, my eyes opened wide, and my mouth unable to form the right words. The interesting thing was it only took two little words this time, just two."Don't you need some new underwear?" She asked me. These are not the "two little words," you'll read them soon enough. "How much do you have.