“It’s too dangerous, especially from a sailing boat. We can head for Marbella, we’re only a few miles away. We can get there by three or so and ...nchor offshore. You can do your nude swim and then we can go to the beach after, take the dinghy.”“Okay,” she agreed. “But while we sail there I think we should all take our clothes off.”“No I don’t think...” June began.“You started it, with your ‘Girl Zone’,” smiled Freddie, scenting a truly amazing victory while momentum was with his wild niece.“What. They seemed oblivious to us, and we ignored them, got some cold water bottles, and headed down the halls to see what was happening in the bedrooms.A glance back into the living room revealed Sean and Monroe going at it on the floor, John and Megan next to them with her riding high on his cock, and Travis and Jess just starting to get it on.The first bedroom was normally Penny's room. Tonight it had our sexy makeover. Inside were Christopher, Alice, and Kelsey. Chris had his cock buried in. "Kennedy paddled to the lane indicated and simply kept going, making no attempt to start. She kept it down, way down, just getting used to the feel of the oars, the scull and above all the water. The ocean was an entirely different beast than placid Lake Wanakena.She turned at the end, pleased she'd not have needed her training wheels and cruised back.Coach Beason was dismissive. "Four thousand meters for a warm up? You'll be lucky to get two hundred meters." Tell you what, Coach," Kennedy. I was sixteen years old, with a terminal case of raging hormones so typical of teenagers. I was envious of the football stars and others who always had one beautiful, short-skirted thing after another hanging on their arms. I knew they were off-limits to the likes of me, however, but that didn't keep me from lusting after them. Or touching, when the opportunity arose.You see, the school I went to was overcrowded by half, which meant the hallways were virtually always shoulder-to-shoulder.