Oh well, no secrets now I thought. Brianna smiled and blushed a little and I lied to Terry that it felt awesome. I also told her that I didn’t pl...n to stay like this and then my aunt cut me off and said that I should stay like that, after all I was already naked and they both had seen me. Though I was still ashamed and as much as I wanted to put on my swimming trunks she made a good point: I was already naked and they had both gotten a clear view at my naked dick. So I took her advice and. In a sense I can say I’m being driven to do it or rather it’s happening and I can either embrace it or fight it. Something like this happened to me in my mid twenties and I fought it and it nearly killed me. You can see part of it reflected in “The Freya Cycle” I was fundamentally changing as a person and I didn’t like it. I fought it because I was scared of becoming something unknown. I’m a stubborn bastard. I fought until I went borderline insane in the clinical sense of the word. Now, It’s. Sue got to work soaping her slim body, paying attention to her luscious nipples and pussy. When she finished, Sue asked Jean to bring her a towel. Jean was still in bra and panties and moved into the shower with the towel. Sue asked her to dry her back, which Jean did without question. In fact, she was quite enjoying this intimacy. Sue then turned to face her and asked her to finish drying her. Jean was a little hesitant but started to move the towel over her breasts, watching the nipples. " She said "mind if I have a look inside?" ( Followed by a cute little giggle !) Who was I to argue? So, I took her for a tour of my camper. We sat down and I offered her a fresh, hot cup of coffee and we talked for a while longer. I learned a lot about her. She was from Tennessee and had studied fine arts in college. She said she was looking for regular employment. She seemed very educated and she was interesting to talk to. She was almost finished with her coffee when she grinned real big.