She wore a very tight tube top that accentuated her nice rack. Her stomach was firm, the skin flawless with the exception of the navel piercing she pr...udly sported. She had on a very tight, very short skirt.She reached up with her free hand to hug my neck. So I leaned a little to give her access. I wrapped my arms loosely around her waist, still feeling uncomfortable by her newfound interest in me. She pressed her glistening lips against the side of my mouth. I could really smell the alcohol on. She was probably in her thirties and built like a brick shit house. Everything about her made me think of a supermodel. I got a hard-on just looking at her.Lee's tongue hung out of his mouth as we tried to figure out why she was in our classroom. Melinda, one of the girls in our class, laughed at us."Jeez, Tom, put your eyes back in your head. She's a sexy woman but I guarantee she doesn't know you exist." Damn, I've never seen a woman up close who looked like that. She's the most beautiful. There I was squatting down, trying not to pee on my shoes when Cheri walks up and says "Here, you'll need this", handing me a roll of toilet paper. As if I wasn't embarrassed enough, she stood there motionless, staring and then said "wow, you really DID have to go". Now I was beat red.An hour later we were off on the water again. I was in the back of the canoe this leg and, growing bored with the vegetation, found myself focusing more on Cheri back. Her shoulders were broad and tan like a. Basically the guy I was seeing made it clear that he wanted to be with a girl and he had pretty high standards of what he expected of me. There was no tolerance for lack of make-up, the clothes I wore must be in his view the kind of clothes a real girl wears (even female cut jeans were banned as only men wore trousers) and of course other things you'd expect like no swearing, no smoking in public and so on. But he was a traditional guy, he wouldn't tolerate other people swearing in front of me.