There was no stiffness, no reserve, no airs of pique, or little jealousies, but all was unaffectedly gay, cheerful and easy.After dinner, Mrs. Cole, s...conded by the young ladies, acquainted me that there was a chapter to be held that night in form, for the ceremony of my reception into the sisterhood; and in which, with all due reserve to my maidenhead, that was to be occasionally cook'd up for the first proper chapman, I was to undergo a ceremonial of initiation they were sure I should not be. We kissed and touched each others body while she took of my bra and threw it away. Our breasts and nipples were now touching each other and we moaned and smiled as we made love together. We whispered some sweet things in each others ear as she went with her fingers into my panties while I licked her neck and hold her tight.We then both went back down on the bed and started doing scissors. Our wet pussies rubbing over and against each other. She then grabbed one of my vibrators and put it on my. I dont have my usual morningsalute. I shrug it off to the fact that subconsciously, my body knowsthat im in a cabin full of men. I go through the usual morning routine ofplanned activites and Tribal Competition and drag my way through theendless cardgames of rest period. Finally freetime comes and i head tothe store porch again. This time the girls are content to just sit on theswinging chairs. Gradually, they begin to slip into 'girl talk' and Iwould normally zone out when this happens and. Riving back home that night, I really found it difficult to get Diane out of my mind. For the first time since Connie, I had found a girl I really felt attracted to. With Connie, it wasn't so much a physical attraction for her as it was another quality, which I had taken to labeling charisma. With Diane, it was a strong physical attraction, plus the fact I liked her flamboyant and exuberant approach to life. How many girls would have been willing to make the kind of public spectacle of.