”“And until I’m more comfortable with doing things like this...” I said.She interrupted. “How are you supposed to get comfortable with doing...things like this if you don’t try?”“By doing other things until I’m comfortable with taking the chance,” I said and stepped past her into the shower.She stood up and said, “But you’re not the one taking the chance, I am.”“And I’ll be the one to lose everything if it goes wrong,” I said.“Not your life,” she said.I turned to face her. She had her arms. Cheating on him not once, but both times he had gone overseas to serve his country. She shook her head quickly as if trying to push back the guilt and shame but the tears began flowing again.Trust was not something that came easily to Eric. His childhood had been a hard one. His father had run out on him and his mother when he was little and his mother was an alcoholic. In the five years they'd been married, Mandy had only seen his mother twice. Once at their wedding and once when their son was. ”Ignacio grunted. “She still doesn’t get it – she could cause trouble without asking you about it.”“Diane...” Audrey admonished.“FINE!” Diane rasped, “It’s your funeral! Make sure you scream or something so I know you’re in trouble!” She flounced over to where Ramon settled a straight chair by the door.“I go first,” Ramon announced, throwing his shirt over his head.“Fine.” Audrey glanced over at Jesse. “Jesse bats clean-up.”“Fine.” Ramon was amused. Did the fat gringa REALLY think that Jesse. ” I complied, stretching out on my back while Megan stroked my stomach and under my breasts with her slippery, creamy fingers in a kind of sunscreen massage. When she finished my top, she began running her fingers through my pubic hair, long and curly brown. “You know,” she said. “You really ought to trim this before we put sunscreen on it. It’s more hygienic that way. That and it’s a lot easier to wipe off cum.”“I’ve never…” I started, but she was already digging through her beach bag. I was.