I'd only kissed a couple of guys, and only one of which I'd allowed to even feel me up, and that was through my blouse and not under it. But beyond th...t, not much else. And though I still masturbated nearly every day, that had remained my private little secret which I hadn't shared with anybody, including Holly."Well, don't say I didn't warn you," she told me once again very seriously as she settled down in the bed lying next to me. We hadn't changed our clothes or anything, no-where's near. It really is up to you " she announced."No shit... and you thought I'd be mad?" Mike couldn't stop laughing at Amber's discomfort because what she had just pulled off turned him on beyond belief. He/she pulled her long hair out of her eyes and put her pink lips to her partner's. " Do I even look remotely mad?" he/she asked, grinning."So... is this your first lesbian experience?" asked Mike whose clothes were by now drenched."Yeah, first time," she admitted."Me too," he said. Mike always knew. "Would you like a coffee?" She asked. I certainly would."Strong one please, Marilyn a little milk and one sugar. I need to get my heart beating again." She walked through the lobby to a breakfast room that looked out over the fields towards Dartmoor."Grab a seat, the coffees made, I'll bring it through." I took a seat on one side of the table. It looked as if it was hewn out of one huge log about five hundred years ago, and those years of polishing had given it a patina that could never be. In doing so she caused the dress to rise up just enough to offer me an amazing view of ass, wrapped in pink lacy knickers. The view got better with every stretch as she tried to manipulate the tea caddy from the shelf with her fingertips. “Enjoying the view?” she suddenly asked. I tore my gaze from her incredible ass to see that she had turned her head and was now looking over her shoulder straight at me. “Instead of just sitting there looking at my ass, give me a hand” she ordered.