I remember thinking then, what was all the fuss about sex? If anything makes you feel this good, why is it bad? I set myself a lifetime goal of being ... sexual explorer. To go wherever my interests took me and to not judge others for their interests. To always have an open mind and find someone wonderful to explore with. Well, I've for the most part kept to that. When I was a teenager my hormones went nuts. I literally did try to stick my dick into anything with varying degrees of success -. I just like people watching.”“Hm.”“What? It’s not like I asked for her bra size or something?”“Remember the rules. No friends.” Sun tugged on Mick’s arm and led him in the opposite direction of Jen and Dave. “Plus she’s even younger than I am.”~Mick was one shot of scotch drunker than he was when he first set eyes on the wonderous Jen. He had tried unsuccessfully to drink her off his mind. But his inner depravity raised its ugly head and soon he struggled with his sordid desire. He knew at. ”“She wants you to learn how to do it anyway, so you can help me apply the cream each night.”“Where’s Gramps?” Juli asked when they walked into the den to see Will and Shirley Holland sitting side by side on a small sofa.“He grabbed his trunks and ran down the beach naked. I think he has a hottie that he’s sweet on and she was supposed to be there. I heard them talking on his cell phone when he came to get me earlier,” Will Holland told her.“Well then, who all wants to go play with my titties. Finally, off came the bra and down came the panties, and my lover stood there in the nude, hands jauntily on her hips, looking very pleased with herself.Next she knelt between my spread legs, and spent a couple of minutes letting her hands roam over my body, concentrating first on my breasts and stomach, and then tracing her fingers deliciously up my inner thighs. This was so stimulating, and more so because I was imprisoned in the croquet hoops, and the wetness between my legs had little to do.