’ That was true. ‘I think I’m afraid I could have really strong feelings for you.’ That was baseless speculation. I got no response from him. ...gain, I needed to do more. ‘It’s just, I’m afraid, learning new things from somebody so young. You’re not the usual kind of guy I go out with, Jeff.’ I waited to see if I would need to elaborate further. I was struggling. If he bought this, I would absolutely never lie to him again. Maybe. ‘I can’t help you with your feelings. I have enough trouble with. Miss Baker made a tentative move toward me, near enough for me to pull her onto my lap. She pulled her dress down, looked at me and then at Aaron."Take his hand and put it on your leg," Gina said and Miss Baker moved my hand to her thigh."Under the dress," Gina said, causing Miss Baker to smack her lips. I felt the bare skin of her thigh."Now move it back and forth," Gina said and I could tell she was enjoying herself because she was moving her hand up and down her own thigh. Miss Baker moved. He opened his eyes and looked up at her. ‘Not with that,’ he replied with a shake of his head. She didn’t need to ask what he meant. It was a fairly modest swimsuit, one piece, designed for actual swimming, not modeling or laying in the sun, but it showed off Nancy’s lithe form perfectly well. Since he wasn’t being modest, there was no need for her to worry about showing a little skin either. Reaching over her shoulders she pulled down both shoulder straps simultaneously. Not yet wet, the suit. I peeled off its condom-like wrapper daintily with my fingertips, stroked my hand up and down it and then licked the rounded end with the tip of my tongue. I swirled the tip around each of my breasts, then slid it down between my legs and clamped it tightly into my crotch. I closed my eyes seductively and drew it out slowly out from between my thighs, whisked it under Jimmy’s nose and washed it off under the tap. As I sliced it into the salad, he wisecracked, “So it’s frozen pizza and salad.