" She said reassuringly.It was true. The seat was tucked down into a private area of the pool, surrounded by ledge so that a person would have to actu...lly be in the pool or standing at the other side to see them. "You've had girls over. You can't tell me you've never hidden over here and made-out with them." Michelle said."Naw, those girls were too scared to do anything like that." Jacob said."Unlike your mother who can't keep her hands off of you...So what about it handsome...wanna make-out. Between his cornucopias of neurotic personality defects, he was host to a psychiatric text book of complaints.The world really was out to get Carl.The voices WERE talking only to him.Many thought Mr. Murphy must have known Carl personally, because everything seemed to happen to him.He was one of the un-loveable. He often turned on those who gave the most of themselves to his welfare. Sometimes his rants would lead to fits of uncontrollable tears, wild gyrations and chaotic outbursts.Carl was. Walking over to his closet he removed this rack of some type. He reminded me that it was time for him to show me what that hook on his ceiling was for. I was very eager to discover. His took my ankles and fasten them onto this rack with these soft straps on each end of this frame, my legs were spread with my feet about 3 feet apart. Sensations that I could only envision would soon sweep over me. He attached this rack to the hook above his bed and pulled a robe type webbing. My legs rose and his. We tried swinging but it was so – so. My husband wanted to share me with another guy and I was a little suspicious and said no….several times. Then we were at a nudist resort in Caribbean I had a it to drink and we smoked a lot of herb and I was around naked black men for the first time in person. Simply said I was turned on by them and they seemed to be attracted to me. A couple of guys in particular paid me a lot of attention – a little ‘innocent’ touching, lots of eye contact, well I was.