I'm sure that wasn't the lesson Dad intended, butthat is what I learned from it.Jack and I stripped naked in the woods near the railroad tracks, which...an across the street east of our house. No adults came around there,so we wouldn't get caught. We'd drop our pants outside other placestoo, if we didn't think anyone might see us. No sex, no touching,just playing naked outdoors, feeling the wind and sun on our bareskins. We didn't know any girls who did this stuff , nor did we findany of the. That was the first time I hugged her."This is my boyfriend." She said, deflating all my wind out of my sails. I greeted him."What brings you here?" I said inquisitively, trying to take in all of her striking facial features.I wanted to touch her chocolate colored skin. I could easily look her in the eyes for some reason. There was a friendliness about them. But her lips... were absolutely perfect. I always thought so. She was the first girl I wanted to kiss."His people are on the coaching staff. " Sorry?" Try walking differently. Hold your shoulders up and back. Walk as ifyou were on a gymnast?s beam. One foot in front of the other. Let yourarms swing loosely by your side. Relax your hands."Lynn chipped in."The couple of boys who I?ve worked with have come to modeling alreadypossessing, let?s just say, a feminine persona. It was easy for them toshow this to the camera and a great help if they moved on to catwalk."Talia carried on."You definitely have the look, so we?re going to have to. On those occasions I would go out and lock the gate from my side. Then I would take as many pictures as I could of her on the ground. Of course I would lift her blouse or unbutton it and expose her tits too. I would search her pockets for her identification and photograph that too. I liked to know who they were and where they lived. Usually I put her back together and opened the gate again so that her friends could come back and retrieve her later.Some of the older women got a little different.