If the teachers had their way, we'd be taught there was no such thing as a boy. But I just knew, lying in bed, that the cosy, tingly sensations and ho...ey moisture I woke up to had something to do with boys. After all, the feelings were in those places where boys are supposed to be different. (Except the boys from St Dominic's, destined for celibacy and reputed not to have 'boys' bits.' I'm also not talking about those other times in the month whose feelings happily lie far outside the scope of. And maybe she would have, but just then Rachel came downstairs from the bedroom, purse in hand and obviously anxious to go."Be back in a few hours," Rachel said leaning over to give me an affectionate kiss. I of course took the opportunity to grab a handful of my wife's breast when she did, knowing once again that Cindy had watched me do it. Which had been my intent in the first place."I bet I know what you're going to be doing this afternoon," Rachel said pulling away from me, thus forcing me. He pulled us close and held us up. I didn't think about Bill's hand on my bare butt,and held on to his neck. I noticed Dan was laughing and kicking his legs I looked behind Bill and seen he was holding Dan the same way. I looked over in front of Bill, but there was to much splashing to see under water. Suddenly I felt pinching on my butt. I started kicking and splashing. Trying to get from his hand I tried slipping away, but ended up facing the other way. Now bills hand was holding my groin. I'm a wanna-be actress, I guess – maybe something else; I want to get into the entertainment business. I've tidied my life up around here, my bags are literally by the door, I sold my car, found a good home for my cat, and so I'm out of here. Long overdue."I laughed, "No boyfriend?" She positively had the looks to command a stable full of guys in their thirties or forties at her disposal.She shook her head. "Bad experience. Gave that up a couple of months ago, at least for a while. That's one.