No doubt the next few hours would call for a fair bit of exposing, but for now he was glad to be sitting where he was. The only trouble was that he wa... now alone with Francesca, and forced to make conversation. It wasn’t often he had to sit alone and naked opposite a girl he really had a crush on. He felt suddenly very awkward. He did get a good glimpse of Anna, however, as she passed him to head up to the bathroom – and also Penny, who was wearing thongs after all, giving him a nice view of. I put these in my daypack and joined the small crowd waiting for van. The group was women with one or two men, all on the younger side. They did not seem to be serious hikers, only wearing sneakers and jeans for the most part.The van driver and guide passed out trail maps before we left. He told us this was an intermediate hike, with some steep portions, but mostly shady on the route we were taking, next to a lovely creek. There was a fork at the end for a longer hike, but we would turn around. I pitched in, and soon we had baskets of sorted and folded clothing. She leaned her head on my shoulder, arm around my waist.“I really like Brent. He is generally respectful, and Sandy tells me that he treats her nicely. I work with his aunt, and she tells me that he’s getting good grades, and works after school. He seems to have his head on straight.”Helpfully, I countered, “Do you mean generally, or just when he is not trying to impregnate our daughter?”That earned me a shoulder slap. “NO! I. Amy introduced me to the hosts, Chuck and Ellen. They were very fit and maybe 50 years old. Ellen wore a transparent white top. Her boobs were large riding high – enhanced I presumed. Ellen had smooth skin, sparkling blue eyes and premature white hair. Chuck was athletic with broad shoulders; they were probably the quarterback and head cheerleader in high school. “This is my cousin Greg.” Said Amy. Ellen's reply was, “Oh, kissing cousins, I like it. You two look more like siblings than.