"Maybe if you go do that camp thing next summer your friend will still be there and you can find out," she added, hoping that Megan would pick up the ...essage that she was trying to brush her off a little without exactly saying it."Yeah, I suppose," Megan said, either not getting the message or letting it roll off her. "I don't know if I'm going to work there again next year or what. I know I'll get paid better if I do." That might be a good idea," Susan replied, "but now that you've really got. For the rest of the week, I ruled out everything I looked at, for one reason or another. It all came down to the simple fact that I knew so little about Kate. Besides, while our encounters were heated, they only consisted of a brief flash of her shaved pussy, a little help at the toilet, an almost-handjob, and several intense--but very promising--kisses. So I mentally scratched her off my gift-giving list. For the moment.When Tuesday finally arrived, I was mostly finished with my holiday. .. ah... I see... Change dresses? "Yes." Well, please, don't let us stop you." Gloria, don't do this..." No, I'm serious. Bruce and I will take a break while you and Liz freshen up. I'm sure Bruce would love to see you girls getting ready for... Wouldn't you, Bruce?" Yeah. Hey, no biggie." C,'mon, we'll go lie down and you girls can do your thing. We're all adults here, right?" She grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the bedroom. "C'mon, Liz. We won't bite. We just want to watch."I looked over. In spite of all the information available, and even Jack's assurances that it was natural to be attracted to such beautiful people and for them to be attracted to me, I set out to prove I wasn't a lesbian.After I turned 18, I started going through the door between our rooms. Jack was reluctant, but not to the point of pushing me away. I was 18, beautiful, and willing. No, actually, I was more than willing. I let my love for him change, and by Christmas that year, we were only booking one room.