"Oh, it's not a dream, I was hoping it was real," he murmured sleepily. "Yes, it's real, all right, Ben, very real. And wonderful." "Do you want to do...it again? I've got more condoms and I sure feel hard again." "That's nice, Ben, you're a very eager lover. Yes, I feel just a bit sore but I also feel pretty sexy and would like to try it again. Maybe we can do it a different way this time." "Well, there's from the back, it's called 'doggie-fashion' on the internet. You just get up on your hands. .and there is a small table right in front,on either side of the table there is a singleseater armchair...anyone siiting n these chairs has to either turn his head right to watch the TV or sit with legs on the armrest and watch..this was wat steve did and so he had his back towards us.After a while sarah came back with some jars and stuff,she walked right in front of me and turned around and to put the things in the table.The skirt was a really short one so when she bent to put the stufff on. "Why?" Because the Gestapo shoots them first!" she said, hiding a giggle beneath her hand as I rolled my eyes."They'll shoot you someday," I predicted and the girl stuck her tongue out at me.We were fourteen and going to live forever, that's what she thought and so many of my other classmates as well. I'd believed it myself until just recently and I touched my empty tummy, sitting up straight in my chair and giving Frau Klein my attentive blue eyes. She'd remember that one moment out of the. The feeling was still erotic but with the sun down it was a bit too cold to hang out and jack off again so I washed up, went back to my tent and got dressed. I came out and began to set up my camp fire, when I heard a rustling in the woods followed by “Hey windsurfing neighbor, want to save a tree and drink free beer?” I said “Absolutely! – You sure it’s fine with Annie?” Steve said “No worries. She’s an extrovert and happens to windsurf too – matter of fact, she was a pro for a while.” “I’m.