I pulled the box out and looked in. Some where just plain letters; others contained cassette tapes. However, almost all contained nude photographs of ...eople of all shapes and sizes. Some were singles but most were of couples. After a few exciting minutes I read and realized that they were into this strange thing called “wife-swapping!” On the other side of the bed was another box with a few pictures and an open box of condoms. After a while, I put everything back as neatly as I could.. .. Oops I don't think I've ever seen her as pissed offsince..."A racer is something a teenage boy had in the 80's this when I feellike it can go almost as fast as a moped." she had explainedOn the odd bike ride we had shared together I struggled to keep her insight while I was on my clunky old mountain bike.... Anyway I'mrambling... Sarah had to go away on a course for work and I'd plannedtoday for weeks.Physically we were similar height both around five ten... She toweredabove me when she wore. She always smiled and spoke each time we passed each other, now calling me Phil if we were alone, Doctor Colvin, if we weren't. And her smiles seemed different from the way she smiled at other people on the floor. Maybe it was what I wanted to read into it but I don't think it was.Then, after lunch one day the next week, I was at the nurse's station filling out some orders on a patient's chart when she came up to my side and asked, "Some of us are going out for a drink after work, would you. Under my tee shirt her breasts, a cup size larger than mine, spilled out of my bra. She worn no makeup and looked about nineteen or twenty at the most. “Hello sleepy head, do you want to fuck a virgin teenager?” I certainly did. Grabbing some clothes and things I made for the bathroom: if I was going to play the part of the guy that took me for the first time it would be in character. This time Gemma would lose her virginity with a little more consideration. I clipped the harness of the.