..and laid down on my side on the floor....at face to cock level with each other's cocks....then opened my mouth...and got ready to accept my fate...w...atever that may be!Ten seconds into it....I knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt....that absolutely EVERYTHING that I had been taught..up to that point...about sex and sexuality...had been completely and utterly WRONG!!! How in the world....could ANYTHING...that felt so incredibly good and so pleasurable....be considered so TABOO...by so many. ”Jen laughed a little. “Will you promise to not tell him anything?”“Pinky swear,” I said just like when we were kids.Jen sighed. “Look,” she said. Whenever she was about to say something she found embarrassing she always started with look. “I’m his stepmom so I shouldn’t look at him like that, but he’s so sexy.”“You filthy whore!" I shot at her.She laughed and that helped a bit. She continued. “No offense Krys, but if anyone can help him to build up his confidence, it’s you. Tom didn’t do much. I introduced myself, we shared some of my fortified coffee, and I politely asked which way to Amber’s RV, and went over to slip into her RV. Leaving the coffee for her to enjoy.Amber had Rock Star like RV with the slide outs and a master bedroom. I quietly entered, took off my shoes, and then shucked all my clothes, used one of the wet wipes to clean the dust off me, and quietly enters the master bedroom. Amber was asleep in bed, entwined with two other men, she was on the outside with her wet. But we didn't stay there.I don't even really remember why, but we just started walking. And walking ... and walking some more. We migrated further and further away from all of the hordes of people gathered and partying, and we hardly looked back. We walked away from the fun, walked away from the drinking and walked away from where all of the action was at.The further we got from the Triomphe the thinner the crowds became. I'm not sure exactly where we were at, or what we were headed toward, but.