Not really drinking material. “Do you do that, Em? Make passes at men, I mean?” “Very, very rarely,” she said. “I like to be hunted. I don�...t so much like being the hunter.” “But you flirt, Em,” said Ambrose. “I’ve seen you do it. And you must have plenty of opportunities on your travels.” Em said, “I flirt, yes, sometimes. But hardly ever with all-the-way intent.” They paused again. Further refills of wine glasses were needed. Then Em returned to her narrative. “Yes, I travel a lot,” said Em.. I know I have a bit of a temper but I couldn't hurt a great bear like you however hard I'd tried.''A bit of a temper?' I grinned. 'No, not really fear of you, though it was a concern. I mean I was scared of rejection, scared of ridicule and most of all, scared stiff of girls, especially beautiful ones. It wasn't until the last year at school and later at college that that changed.''In hindsight that probably sums up all the boys at school, or at least all the nice ones. I wish you'd asked. It was cold outside and my boy was waking up…. Seeing her hand her thigh and her curvy structure. I saw her every time I looked left side as if i was looking out to the traffic. And a couple of times I had eye contact with her. I was feeling the tent image my pant.Same time I was shit scared of the exam. I convinced myself to get rid of her from my mind. Else I will have to come again for the same exam. I opened my book and started studying.After some tome I started getting a feel that she. The group's leader also asked Jason if he wanted to give a speech the weekend following the next at an upcoming nudist gathering in Springfield. The presentation would be a recap of the Tri-Alpha race and how it felt to be the winning participant in a nude athletic event. The group's leader had seen Jason's television interview following his win and was impressed with him. Jason was just the type of person the naturist movement needed to bring in new, younger members. His youth, attractive.