He said his wife had to work until 5:00 or so, but we could go in the morning and soak up some suds and sun and take a swim. Since my wife had to work...too, I said that it was a good idea.We got to his cottage about 10:30 and walked around a bit, tidying up broken branches, etc. Around noon, he asked if I wanted to go for a swim, but I said, "Stupid me. I forgot my trunks." Since there was only one other cottage in the area and the owners were out of the province for about two weeks, he said,. She didn’t need to ask twice. ‘OK.’ I thought to slam my birth certificate on the kitchen table, proof of my status as an adult. Instead, I stamped my foot and whined. ‘Mom, I’m not a child! I’m twenty-two years old!’ OK, I could have reasoned better. ‘We’ve never met this person,’ Dad argued. I don’t need your approval. I blamed my busy schedule. In reality, when I was honest with myself, the reason I’d not brought Spooky home was because Mom and Dad would have a grossly negative reaction. Showing no interest in what had just happened. Graham was happy looking at the many naked ladies, Yvonne was sunbathing and I was very horny.After a while, I decided to try Yvonne again. So I got some more sun cream and started on her back and legs again. This time I asked Yvonne to remove her bikini bottoms, which she did without question. Things were looking good. I set about rubbing cream into her arse and then to her arsehole. There was no attempt to stop me, so I tried to put my finger in. Had my whole life been a sham? Was I just fooling myself? Jeff reached over and took my hand and just held it. He handled the steering wheel with his left. He didn’t say anything. I didn’t know whether it was because he had no idea what to say or because he thought it was best not to say anything right now. Whatever the reason, it was the right thing not to say. We drove for a while in silence. Finally I said, ‘Thank you.’ ‘You’re welcome.’ ‘How did you know?’ I asked. ‘Instinct, I guess.’ ‘You.