Then the conversation turned to sex and my ears perked up.I recognized her voice - Irene Ward, my brother's current boy toy, was moaning how Ken doesn...t seem as interested in her, now that he took her cherry.Then, Sherry Hasting asked, "Is he even WORTH staying with?"Irene said, "Well, I guess so. When he did it for me, he gushed so much of that clear stuff (precum) that there was very little pain, and he had plenty of spunk left at the end."The grass having taken effect, Sherry sarcastically. "I looked her over again, as I softly rubbed her leg. She was sitting cross legged as we talked. She was a beautiful young woman. Long brownish hair past her shoulder and lovely brown eyes. Her small, perky 32B tits stuck out on her chest and her nipples were long and hard. She reached over me to the end table next to the bed and grabbed another cigarette and handed me one. We continued talking about sex. She was like both an innocent child asking questions and a mature young girl who had her. She stood shivering as the ringleader spokeagain. "Look around you - nothing for miles. You canscreech and shout if you like but no-one will hear you, that's why we use thishouse. We can all have a good time then if you behave yourself we'll drop younear where we picked you up and no harm done, except maybe a few littlebruises. On the other hand, if you don't play ball then we'll be quite happy topersuade you, but in the end you'll still get shagged just the same so lets goinside and have some. I wanted to see what she had on, but she cut me off before I could say anything with a "C'mon, let's go!"I grabbed a book and followed her around the hotel and onto the pool deck. The company must've rented out the entire pool, because there were company logos on the towels and welcome signs. There were about fifty people milling around the pool. Most of them were guys, and to my disappointment, many of them looked young and attractive. The girls were nothing to complain about, though. A lot of.