The move to the bedroom was like a dream, Anna changed the CD to something really smoochy and turned down the lights. We were kissing before we lay to...ether on the bed; a long smouldering kiss that ignited something in me that was fast rising for release. It was no mistake, Anna wanted me as much as I wanted her, and I did want her, in a highly sexual way as well as a friend. She kissed my throat and breasts, nibbling on my nipples, it felt so good. I was sure no boy could provide me with this. I told him he was out of his mind, went to get a refund for the book, and dropped the receipt back at his table." She snorted with derision."I'm sure the royalties from one crummy book are a drop in the bucket for him, but it's real money for me, you know?" Good for you," Will laughed. "He's not that great of a writer anyway. I don't know why his stuff sells like donuts at a Weight Watchers conference." I mean, seriously. Who would charge for a signature? You don't, and you won the Nobel. Drs. Springer and Ndenga started to join us across the stream but Bonnie signaled for them to stop. She made it clear that I was to make contact with the clan and try to earn their trust. Otherwise, they would just continue to move away from the research camp, making any observation and study nearly impossible. The joint heads of the research team weren't pleased at being left out but saw the wisdom of her plan.Bonnie and I were probably two hundred yards into the trees and entering another. I also noticed glimpses of nudity on TV, both in medical shows and in movies. This would be enough to make me horny and if I was by myself, I might even masturbate then and there!There would also be dirty magazines brought to school, and it was an age when internet porn was starting to get talked about. Most women by now (late 90s/early 2000) had less pubic hair in the stuff I was seeing. Perhaps it was a result of what I remembered seeing as a young boy, but as my own tastes developed, I.