" came Diane's voice from the doorway of her mother's bedroom.Snapped out of her erotic musings by the sound of her daughter's voice, Whitney quickly ...losed her robe. She hoped Diane hadn't noticed what she'd been doing in the reflection of the mirror.If Diane had noticed the image in the glass, she gave no indication. Whitney turned in her chair to face her, her hands holding her robe tightly closed. Dismissing the last of the carnal imagery from her thoughts, the older woman asked her. As I happily sauntered along the corridor towards the kitchen I could hear voices coming from that room. One of the voices sounded like Cheryl's. I slowed down and stopped by the open doorway. Inside was Cheryl and one of her colleagues. Anne, I think her name is. Not that it matters. They were talking shop. Oohh how exciting!I was just about to enter when Anne started to speak again. But she'd changed the subject."I'm going to see that film tonight, you know, the one about all the sex and. The beach was pretty well clothes-free, however, as were the paths between the cabins and the beach; nobody bothered getting dressed any more just to go swimming. Even Jennifer, when she made an appearance at the beach, made a point of arriving and swimming nude and most of the counselors followed her example.The day before, Jennifer had held a 'town hall' meeting in the dining hall at lunch to remind every one that today was Parents' Day and that she expected every one to be dressed at least. I moved to her but she grinned and lay down on the bed, moving over to the far side. She patted the mattress next to her. "Lay here Lyn and kiss me now."Last night I would have been a bit reluctant, but today, well, I was more experienced now. I lay down next to her and leaned over her kissing her strongly. Her lips were soft and so lovely, Like last night she opened her lips slightly and pushed her tongue against my lips, but this time I pushed my tongue against hers and through into her.