She cried until sleep overcame her.I quickly followed her into sleep. We dozed together on the coach, each other’s body acting to prop the other’s...up, but somehow I woke around dawn in my bed next to Jenny. I could not remember waking up and moving from the living room. This brought back uncomfortable.Jenny stirred and moved more tightly against me as I stared up at the ceiling. I eased my one arm around her again, as the other lazily traced the top of my old scar, near and over a new bruise.. The journey thus far had been everything I dreamed it would be and I had no reason to believe the remaining months would be anything but more of the same.We were a few days West of Pitcairn Island, or at least that's where we thought we were. I knew something was up the moment I saw that lone palm tree in the distance seeming sticking out of the middle of the deep ocean.Ash and I were sitting out in the shade of the aft deck reading when I spotted the anomaly.I tapped her foot. “Hey, pass me. Especially if I am walking behind them on the stairs. That’s where I get the best show.Often, when I examine a woman’s ass, I inspect it to see if I can find the lining of her panties.If her dress, skirt, or pants are tight enough, it’s easy to make out which style of underwear she has on, bikini, G-String, thong, briefs, hipster, French cut... It’s always fascinating to ponder what color panties she might have on, too, and a bonus treat if the tip of the panties can be seen below the hem of. In short, Paul Macon was afraid that he might ruin things, that Jenny’s first time might not be good and that this would be his fault. It didn’t occur to him that Jenny might have similar fears: that she might not be any good.When Ted Michaels opened the door and welcomed Jenny in, he could see that she was nervous. He even knew what she was nervous about, but he wasn’t going to try to stop it from happening. If the little boys were old enough to say yes or no to someone their own age, then a.