"You're kind of just a pervert, aren't you?" she asked, not in a judging way, just in a matter of fact kind of way. Her head cocked cutely to the side... "Well, not kind of." I chucked another chip into my mouth. "I am big time. I am picky," I clarified. I took another sip of wine. "I'm not easy, I just like what I get and I get what I like. And right now, I want you." I gazed at her. "I don't know, Case... What about..." "The friendship and blah blah blah. Listen, we'll always be friends. I. Aren't you glad he ended so early, or would you have preferred to keep sucking his cock for another half an hour?"Alina considered this while rubbing her now-sore jaw. It was true, he had cum shortly after she'd said "Hi" to her mom with a cock in her mouth. She slowly nodded. "Okay," she said. "I just ... sometimes it's hard to tell if you're my friend or if you hate me and like making me look like ... you know, like a slut."Heather put her arm around the girl and gave her a side-hug. "Alina,. I realised that with out my pussy fur I was now going to be totally exposed to everybody else - especially in a nudist resort where you were expected to be nude during the day. Secretly, I was turned on at the thought of evrybody being able to see me. I was begining to turn into a right little exhibitionist!We decide that we'd go and grab a cup of coffee and croissant before heading down to the beach. I enjoyed the feeling of being naked - that was the main reason for us deciding to go on a. Concerts, bars and trips to the Jersey shore became the norm. I loved it. She loved it. Everything seemed perfect that summer of 1981.Sandra had a real effect on one young man. Before I met Sandra I had never seemed to find the time for a real girlfriend type relationship. Oh, there were girls. But before Sandra my idea of a long-term relationship was anything over three hours. My motorcycle and my drinking buddies seemed to be the center of my life. But after meeting Sandra things changed. I.