THERE'S NO-BODY ELSE ON THE FUCKING ISLAND," she yelled. "BUT WHAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO COME PEEKING IN MY WINDOW." Personally, I thought she was ov...r-reacting. Maybe a change of subject would help to defuse the situation. "Why are you dressed like that?" I asked, remember that a person's favourite subject is themself. "MIND YOUR OWN FUCKING BUSINESS!" she shrieked, thus dashing any thoughts I may have had to parlay my diplomatic skills into a job with the United Nations. "I'm sorry I peeked. We inter-crossed our hands and drank it completely. We both don’t know how to continue, i hesitated for a second and held her hand and kinda dragged her close to me. She obliged without any resistance, I was holding her face from back and pulled her even closer. Our bodies touched and I felt a shock in my body, she opened her lips and came close to me. i closed my eyes and started kissing her rosy lips and slowly inserted my tongue and she reciprocated. This gave me courage and confidence that. So up i go with all the crap to service this room i get there and this middle aged matron answers the door she curtly said just do the bathroom.so im cleaning the bathroom and i notice the knickers hanging over the chair ah crochless this lady had a wild streak.finally i finnish this room i grab my stuff and go into the main room,well knock me down there she was in a transparent teddy fuck i thought.then i really had a look at her boobs huge would be the discription with massive nipples.i then. "She wasn't much older than me really. She would have been about twenty, while I was sixteen. Today perhaps she would have recieved treatment for some form of personality disorder that made it virtually impossible for her to refuse her sexual favours to anyone. At the time they just called her the town bike and let nature take its course. I heard that she died of AIDs about ten years ago. "It was after school one day that my friends decided to strip me naked, push me onto her front porch and.