" I'm in love with Marilyn Monroe!" Jim cooed like a little boy.I was once again ready to clock him, but I was still too shocked from hearing that I m...ght be a size fourteen."How about this outfit?" Jim asked, pointing to a tan blouse with large dark brown buttons with a tan wrap-around skirt with a matching button on top."It looks expensive," I said in a low voice, not wanting the saleslady to hear."All the more reason to get it. You look like a million bucks." Jim turned to the lady and. "Good luck Sara."I drove silently thinking of the two week passed. No one had stalled myprogress, nor interfere with my plan. Only strong support had beenprovided by all of the women I'd met, even Lynn. Her promise to not sharethe news probably didn't include Cynthia. But I hadn't followed up nowfive days later. I was thinking of last Wednesday night at the bar withMatt. Even he had given me a positive perspective. I worried that Ihadn't spoke with Bill. He was my best friend, but we both. The young men on the beach were all high and were asking many of the women to dance. My wife got asked and she said what do you think. I said go for it. We knew from past visits that 16 is the age of consent and 18 is legal drinking age, but many of the residents drink earlier than that. This young many was gorgeous and had eyelashes that women and girls drool over. His eyes were light blue and his hair was kind of a dirty blonde. he had a very well built body and was about 17ish. his buddies. It was just the same things that we'd always done, but somehow it was different. Yeah, I'd checked out the other guys' cocks before. It's something that all guys do even if they say different, but that day I just couldn't get my eyes off the three bouncing dicks around me. I liked what I saw and liked it even better when I felt one of those cocks brush up against me when we wrestled. And I got the feeling that I wasn't the only one.Still, none of us was gay and it was nothing more than an.