We showered again, but no words were exchanged. While we were drying off, she asked if I could stay the night. Because her parents were out of town an... she wanted company. The smell of her hair was my lullaby, as we cuddled. The feeling of her in my arms were natural at this point. It was a great night. The next day. I was awaken by the feeling of someone touching me. It was Yejin. Her hand was reaching back on my thighs reaching for my morning wood, making it bigger. "Are you awake?" she. The motto when we left Kansas was, “What happens in Nicaragua stays in Nicaragua.” Yeah, a very progressive thinking church…Even during the flight, we all achieved membership status in the ‘mile high club’. Back to the fateful day; our van had to slow down for a sharp curve in the narrow, jungle road. Suddenly, the trail was filled with tits, bushy cunts and glistening, dark skin.All of our women were shuffled back, along the passage we had just traversed.The men, all six of us, were stripped. ”“And my lack of experience?”I shrugged, “I can be as crazy as you can imagine; perhaps even crazier; but I’ve had no complaints. Just regular, slow, sweet lovemaking is what I prefer. And, to answer your next question, I actually prefer to be with girls with less experience because I enjoy the teaching and exploration.”“Kind of like with karate?”“Yes, and teaching and mentoring in general.”“I suspect teaching someone about sex is WAY more fun!” Molly teased.“Short term? Probably. But what. ” Several scenarios ran through my mind as to what she planned. I shoved the thoughts out of my mind and began thinking about getting home safely. I thought I could get to my car and drive home without being clocked. I knew I looked good and my size fit within the parameters of a woman so if I just walked calmly to my car I could get home without incident. Carol’s voice broke my train of thought. “Just remember we have plenty of pictures that I am sure you don’t want me to share so I know you.