Precocity had always been my thing. As an only child, I spent most of my youth around adults, which made me sound sort of like one. By early adolescen...e I had become so accustomed to being told I was mature, it seemed obvious to me that this next benchmark had to be hit early in order to maintain my identity. I was curious about sex. But mostly, I had a reputation to uphold. (I was pretty much the only person interested in this reputation.) The firstand only impressiveexpression of my. He was a cute guy in her senior year at college, and he often eyed her, yet never got the nerve to say anything. She knew he liked her. Jimmy, that was his name, always looked her way when he thought she was busy listening to the professor, but she knew. He would watch her, and smile, but he never said anything. Until that day when he finally caught her after class, and she had been waiting 3 months for this. Jimmy finally asked her out and of course she said yes. Then she waited for his first. "Don't know what you see in the bitch, big brother. Tiny tits, a flatass, no figure." I tried to cover myself with my hands to avoid herinspection but Consuela slapped them away. "Got no style. Standingthere like a wet rag. I'm telling you, this bitch ain't worth thetrouble."Raoul stood up and circled where I stood. "Maybe you could give her somehelp. Teach her a few things. Work on her looks." Consuela lookeddoubtful but I could see Raoul was not taking no for an answer. Consuelablew. As we walked in the front door, Fred asked "would you guys like a swim first and a drink after?" But I didn't bring my bikini" Karen replied a little dismayed, thinking a swim would be good."I would have thought after what we've all experienced together that swimmers would be unnecessary. Beside, skinny dipping feels great. What about you, Jim, are you up to a skinny dip?" Fred asked."Sounds good to me" I quickly replied, but thinking I hoped Karen would join us, because I had never seen her.