I snuck a few peeks around the room, and was not surprised to see several of the guys with their dicks out, rubbing them slowly. And that confirmed it... I was an exhibitionist.Chaz was getting me close to coming. (We'd spent so much time together, we knew each other's body language.) He stopped before I could come and pushed me off.He took off his sweatshirt and positioned himself on his knees. "Who's next?" he asked the room.Brad was there in an instant, and slid his dick into Chaz's mouth.. Kissing me, groping me. His handsreached behind my back, unhooking my bra and freeing my grown in breasts.He leaned down to kiss them. I let out a soft, involuntary moan.That night was hot, wet, and long. I fell asleep with my head uponArnold's chest....One week later, I was laying on the beach in Hawaii. It was ourhoneymoon. I was wearing a red bikini- the same bikini I wore in myprofile picture. My hair hung loosely about my shoulders, and I had apair of large sunglasses perched upon my head.. I saw the bond Ted had with Dad; I thought that was nice, but while I loved my daddy, it wasn't what I aspired to. No, what I wanted to do was to spend time with Mom like Kate did, learning how to cook and sew and garden and clean house and do all the wonderfully feminine things she did. At school, I had few friends, and those I did make were inevitably girls. I think it was my first grade teacher who first called the situation to my parent's attention in a way they could no longer ignore.. Then I heard a buzzing noise. He had turned on a vibrator. I was anticipating the touch from the vibrator but it never came. I laid there waiting and all of a sudden I felt the chill of something cold on my nipple. An ice cub! It actually felt nice on my hot nipples, his tongue on one side, the ice cube on the other, creating a warm cold sensation, a rather pleasing sensation to experience. I could feel the vibrator on the bed still buzzing, and he said to me, ‘Are you ready for more.’ I.