Joe took me one by one to each guard shack and introduced me to each guard. The guys all seemed nice and welcomed me to my new job and said they looke... forward to working with me. Guard # 1 – Dave, is a 52 years old black guy and looks like he played football he’s was divorced and has two k**s that he hardly ever sees working the overnight shift.Guard # 2 – Pocco is in his early thirty’s, Latino, tall and super skinny.Guard # 3 – Tony B is a greaseball, he is stocking and he seems like a guy. Other than my embarrassment at my own obvious lack of experience, I was excited. A young, attractive lady was interested in having sex with me, and we had weeks and months of opportunities ahead of us. And, it was clear that she was talking about more than missionary fucking! The bulge in my pants gave away my excitement, and Sarah was very aware of it. “I can see that we understand each other!” she said with a little laugh. I wanted to walk faster so we could get to the house and start my. After all, she was a kid, and my step-daughter after all. Besides, she mostly went off on her own, either in the canoe, paddling among the islands, or exploring the woods. There were a few other cabins along the lake that she could reach on foot or by canoe, and she talked about someone or other, some girl she'd met at one of them. She even brought her over Sunday, a pretty brunette. Since I was on my vacation, I didn't have to go home on Sunday nights like most weekend visitors. I was going. Sitting on Ryan’s bed drinking, I noticed something I’m not sure I was supposed to.“Is that a naked dude on the cover of that magazine?” I exclaimed, noticing a glossy photo of a half naked man. The magazine was partially hidden under Ryan’s bed.“Oh shitt, yeah…” Ryan stuttered, trying to find the right words. “I’m not really ashamed of it, man. I guess… I guess sometimes, I just feel like looking at pictures of guys.”Silence enclosed the room like a blanket. I felt my heart pounding against my.