Robert and I are slugs by comparison." They didn't look bad at all. They weren't fitness freaks, but they obviously kept themselves in reasonable shap.... Andrew continued, "I thank goodness that he doesn't strip down like Carol. If he's as impressive under his shorts as he is everywhere else, I'd really feel inferior."Julia said, "I don't really know whether he is or not, I haven't seen any other guys up close. How about you stand up, Mark, and..." NO! I will not do that. I'm completely. We were on the same wave length.A few weeks later.We're at home. Kissing. I've been fondling her all over the place above the waist. And so has she. However, we're both wearing jeans. Going further smoothly entails a dexterity neither of us will master for years. Still, the hormones press on. So I manage to slide my hand inside the back of her pants, while she takes a hold of my penis through the fabric.And this is one of the very few sensations I remember *extremely* vividly (and I tend to not. I opened the door and went in to be greeted by the most magnificent view of a long sandy beach and amazing azure water. Then suddenly I was on my back and Eva was on top of me. She was pulling her shirt off with one hand at the same time as trying to literally rip my tshirt off with the other. After a few moment of almost laughing I pulled her down to me and kissed her long and hard on the lips.As our lips were locked together I slowly rolled her over so that I was on top of her, and slowly. It looked like they had been a couple for a long time.Sally said, “I’d love to go.”“Same here,” Steve said, hoping they weren’t making a mistake.All eyes turned to Sanders. He felt like an ant under a magnifying glass hoping that the sun wasn’t out. He had no idea how to answer. He’d only become reacquainted with Betsy two days ago. Even this dinner was unplanned. He had been visiting the boat, it had gotten late, and Betsy had given an open invitation to dinner and he was the only one who.