My lips touched hers. Denise returned my embrace. For a moment, we just held our mouths together. Then, almost shaking, I slid my tongue in. Denise pa...ted her lips to let it pass.We moved closer, our bodies now touching, my friend’s tits mashed against my bare chest. The kiss lasted several minutes, or so it seemed. Finally, we parted. I had the beginnings of a boner and wondered how that would play when my shorts finally came off.“Two,” Denise began after we sat. The target of their search was seated at the bar talking to the barkeep, a comely lass in her late twenties by the look of her.“Okay, this is it,” said Ronald. The two females in tow nodded their anxious agreement.They headed for the man and pretty much had him cornered. Ronald Carter tapped the man on the shoulder and stepped back a foot or two.I felt the tap on my shoulder and turned to face the interruption of my perfectly melancholy afternoon. Juniper stared at the visitors.“Ronald!” I. I was soon fully hard. She alternated between caressing the tip with her tongue and taking me so deep that her nose was pressing into my belly. She later explained that her roommate was an expert at fellatio and had been giving her lessons. She joked that she had found new ways to enjoy a banana. I found that my bodily sensations were fading into the background behind a feeling I found no words for. The thought ‘pure delight’ was part of it but totally inadequate. We had connection, universal. There were always new people there, and I made a point of surveying the available ladies, that is, the young ladies. It was a time of peace in our country, in spite of the recent American display of military might in Cuba and the Philippines. I was blessed with youthful looks and appeared to be sixteen or so even when I was in my late twenties. If you realize that I had an early start, that is around fourteen, you will be able to see I had a lengthy career, until I was finally forced to.