Before we get married, we're going to have a session with a priest, a meeting, it's pro forma, but we've got to do it." OK, but no Mass, right?" Yeah,...couldn't talk them into that. But it'll be a nice ceremony at the altar rail, and a blessing, my folks will be happy. OH, and some music too. They used to be stinky about that with a mixed marriage." Lucy seemed unhappy. What's her problem?" The township she's in is ultra-conservative, bunch of book burners, that sort of thing. No sex ed, of. I'll spend the festival alone." I panic.Before my train of though finish I notice she's standing over me. "Hey, are you going to the festival too? I'm Jenny by the way. We'd like a man we know so we don't get harassed at the camping area. Why don't you sit next to us and we can plan where we'll raise our tents together", she smirks. "Yeah..." is all I'm able to respond with."Seems like you already raised your tent, hihihi", she looks at my groin. SHE KNOWS. "I'll give you a minute to calm down. His own, he thought, was a mono tone of a dark brown color. He thought of how soft my faced looked with my black lashes resting on my cheeks, eyes closed and relaxed. The curve of my jaw softly fading into my neck. His own was already rough with the days growth of beard, he hopped he wouldn't scratch me. His eyes followed the curve of my neck downwards, towards him. My chest was softly rising and falling with my breathing, the skin smooth and nearly hairless.The breast, ah what a marvel of. ..here and now....? I can lock the front door....and we could go in the kitchen....?" Her nipples were stiffening and were making little points in her pink blouse, and she was already at the door locking the deadbolt.By the time we were in the brightly lit kitchen, she was struggling to tear off her clothes. I could only stare when her tits came into view. They were nice, not too big, but well shaped, but her large pink nipples were solid, hard and stuck out with excitement. My hands were eager.