The couples gathered around the living room and made themselves comfortable on the wooden framed couches that horseshoed around the large rock firepla...e. ‘Why don’t you start a fire Jakey, I mean Jacob…’ Amy teasingly suggested as she filled Brooke’s mug with more liqueur. ‘We have some butterscotch schnapps too. It’s heavenly with the Kahlua and coffee.’ ‘Oh, umm, I don’t know. I’m already feeling a bit tipsy,’ Brooke confessed. ‘Don’t be silly! We are on vacation now,’ Amy got up and. If she is still in school, she should make an appearance soon. I don’t have long to wait. In less than five minutes a late model black Nissan pulls up In front of the building and she emerges onto the porch with a couple of books in her arms. She is more stunning than I thought. Shapely legs emerge from a knee-length skirt and carefully tended hair flows down to the middle of her back. She is breathtaking. Seconds later she jumps into the passenger seat. I note with relief that the driver is a. Kimberley was wearing one of the sleekiest, most arousing bikini swimsuits Rick had ever seen in his entire life. The bikini suit was quite small and bright pink in colour, and she looked utterly stunning in her dark brown skin, billowing jet-black hair and a body to die for. But she was quickly heading for the back of the yacht, and after a little while, Rick heard the splash of someone diving into the cool, shining dark-blue waters of the Caribbean – he assumed immediately that it was Kim who. Knowles, we are doing a Research project, and we have a series of questions to ask you. If there’s anything you don’t want to answer, it’s OK.”“Go ahead.”“Since you are a boy, how old were you when you first met a girl that you think you liked?” she asked.“Hmmmm let me think. I was ... ten when I met Sandra what’s her name. Next?”“How old were you when you first met a girl that you think liked you?” I asked.“Nine years old,” he said sounding proud of himself.Becky went on, “The next couple of.