Lizzie adjusted her sunglasses, then looked over. “My father’s car broke down, or something. Anyway, he’s stuck down in Oneonta for the night an... won’t be coming home until tomorrow. He say’s I’m to behave and not have any wild parties.”“That sucks,” commented Teresa. “So, what are you going to do?”“Have a wild party, what else!” Lizzie grinned and sat upright. “Hand me that phone again.” She dialed a number from memory. “Jimmy? ... Yeah, it’s me ... Want to come to a party? My place ... Right. With no hesitation, I opened my zipper, pulled my semi-erect penis upwards and out.With two fingers I pulled downward on the foreskin with the minimum of force required to get it moving. It slowly opened up, revealing the tip of the glans. Under my constant pulling, it got to that point of no return, where the skin suddenly peels back quickly, rolling in onto itself, tucking into the ridge below the glans, and revealing it all.Friction, and the cold sensation of air were doing their part, and. ‘Peanut, I…’ ‘Charlie,’ her voice was so soft I had to stoop to hear it. ‘Could you just shut up and kiss me?’ And since my face was already in position, I did. I’m not going to tell you the earth moved. There were no bells ringing in my ears and no birds suddenly appeared to circle over our heads. At least, I don’t think so. What I do know is that the moment I touched that soft pink mouth, I forgot all the reasons why I shouldn’t be doing this. Amy’s arms wrapped around my neck and I hugged. We arrived on August 1st and had the cottages for the entire month. It was blistering hot and muggy. The ocean breeze and coolness of the water were our life savers.All the adults pretty much slept during the day or made small trips to the local sight seeing spots. At night time it was dancing and partying till they dropped. For us kids it was beach, beach, beach. My cousin Janet was there along with her brother Sam plus my other cousins Rick and Johnny. I was the youngest at 13 and the other.