It didn’t quite work out like I had planned.“Chuck. We need to talk.”“Gosh, mom. We’re not even going steady,” he said. “You want to bre...k up?”Since I ... we ... were on the beginning of the down side of up ... that slippery slope that usually ends with a nap ... Chuck’s comment struck my funny bone ... hard.After I was in control ... they idea of which caused me to relapse into laughter ... again. I do admit I saw the ridiculous side of the condition. That caused the loss of any semblance of. I stroked Ginnys pussy, and found how wet it was, I rubbed my fingers up an down the slit, and then slipped a couple inside, Ginny gasped as we kissed. I moved my fingers in and out rapidly, Ginny was moving her hips in time with my fingers "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHHHH" she screamed as she orgasmed for the first time. The noise shocked me and it shocked Judy as well. I turned Ginny around and bent her over the bed, I wanted to see inside her pussy, I don't know why, but I did. I pulled her lips. I spent a few minutes smoothing sun-cream all over my body, noting wryly that I had rather more tan-lines than some of the other people around me. Obviously they were locals, and had rather more opportunities for nude sunbathing than I did. Settling down on my towel, I read for a bit, before the warm sun (and not very interesting revision notes) made me doze off for a while. When I woke up, I decided to go for a swim to wake me up a bit. I bundled all my stuff together in my bag to stop. It was military green with the word ‘Army’ spelled out in big capital letters. The shirt seemed somehow fitting, a present day reminder of my small history, an army brat that would never serve her country, always claiming that she was a lover not a fighter. The saying was not really a lie. I was a lover…a lover of good food and good books. With my soggy, tea stained shirt in hand, I gathered my courage and stepped out of the bathroom. The apologetic man was leaning negligently against the.