I ordered a drink at the sports bar and sat there sipping it, waiting for the social to begin—I certainly didn’t want to be the first one there, t...at would make me appear too desperate. I waited until I heard the social director staff talking to people asking if they were single and directing them into the bar before going there myself. I was given a bolt when I entered, the old nut-and-bolt trick was a pretty tried-and-true starter for a singles night. ‘First couple to match nut and bolt win a. "Yeah you fucking do what I like, bitch!" She groaned with a passion.I was so wet, I found myself fucking my wet fingers as I licked her out.My arm was dripping with cum in no time. Not to mention my face was drenched in her cum too.I didn't take her for a squirter, but by god, did I have her spraying out sweet divine cum like a lawn-sprinkler!Breathlessly, and out of cum, we both let out a good long sigh of relief, and she laid down onto the bed beside me. My head was at her hips, as was her. ..”“And that is?” I questioned.“Air conditioning.” She rolled off me. “I don’t like being sticky...”“Let’s go rinse down, then.” A quick shower was something I allowed myself when I wasn’t worried about water. I’d even pumped riverwater up to shower with, if it was a relatively clean river, but here ... no. Too much silt. Too much vegetation.She bounced out of bed, still naked. I followed her. Uncharacteristically long shower for the boat, something we allowed ourselves since we expected to be. My GOD! Why would I think that? Thank God he couldn't read minds. My fear thought maybe he could. He had to know the petite nerd-ish girl standing before him was simply terrified, but could he tell there was more? Then something amazing happened. Drawings appeared on paper. The drawings weren't of an insecure and terrified little girl. The drawings were beautiful, gorgeously rendered sketches of a lovely young woman, with a beautiful body. Sure, some of the boys had spent far too much time on.