That is, really, the purpose of the third bedroom." I didn't think it was really for sleepovers." Oh," Kennedy said with a small grin, "you do need to...sleep or you're totally wasted the next day. Except the last night of camp, when you're going to ride the bus for hours and hours on the way back home. My, oh my, is it ever quiet on the bus going back!"Kennedy was curious at that, because Marcie didn't blush."How do you know who to do it with?" Marcie asked.Kennedy shrugged. "That's always the. She took me by the hand, led me indoors and sat me upon the settee. She poured both of us another glass of wine and then placed her arm around me."Are you a virgin? Have you had sex yet ?" she asked."What!?" I stuttered back."Have you had a fuck yet !" She said matter of factly. I explained about my aborted couple of tries and she smiled and said "I think its time for you to learn. Would you like me to teach you?".I went ridged and said "I think Mrs Wilkinson I should leave"."Don't be silly and. "Don't worry, this problem shall be rectified soon enough."The woman pulled away, picked up a piece of shredded fabric and wiped her fingers. She tossed the piece of fabric haphazardly to the side and dove to the briefcase. After some rattling and shuffling, the woman pulled out a clear plastic speculum. She tore the plastic cover away and applied the lubricant that came with the package onto the device."You might not feel very comfortable." she warned. "But that's to be expected."Molly. I stepped up behind him as he asked me again which shirt he could put on.Ignoring his question I ran my hands over his lower back, feeling his body tense as my fingers smoothed their way over his warm flesh, upwards towards his shoulders. "Hmmm! Why hide a hunky body like this with a shirt?" I replied. Again I felt his body tense, the cause I believed to be as much to do with my suggestive words as it was my fingers soothing over his shoulders.Even now, looking back I have no idea where I got.