Strangely, crazily, this thought instantly made me feel rather flat and disappointed, as if that would somehow be a let down.I should have had more fa...th in the stamina of the medium-distance runner! The older athlete tossed her head slightly, reminding me for an instant of a thoroughbred filly in the starting stalls before a race, and then she whispered in a silky tone:‘Remember, sweet thing, “whatever you like”, that’s what you offered – that’s what you bet ... well, now you know my secret. Part 3I can only blame flying high from my very first sexual experience, and having the hottest man on the planet laying on top me, for the fact that what tripped out of my mouth next was pretty dumb."I'm an adult now," I mumbled to myself.Jean-Luc shook his head. "Having sex doesn't make you an adult."I stared at him."Even having responsibility isn't what makes you an adult." What does?" I asked."Altruism," he said, and rolled off me.I didn't know what that word meant. I wanted to ask but I. ’ ‘Oh, we really are different from each other. More in personality than in looks. I’m a home body. Bye the way I’m Mindy. And my sister is more outgoing.’ ‘There are physical differences but we’re going to keep you guessing for a while,’ Molly added. We talked at length at dinner. Mostly about our families. Molly and Mindy had a sister one year younger. Their father was an international businessman. Mindy said he was quite wealthy with a big home in Southampton on Long Island. He was a self. "Annie had to keep me hard while she painted that. And it took her three days!"We all laughed and Annie blushed slightly. Why was she embarrassed? I felt like she should be proud of her beautiful bod. We talked about painting and of course sex for a while, then Mike suggested that we take a dip in the hot tub. I was ready, the wine already relaxing me and making me feel a bit wild.Annie explained that she and Mike never wore suits in the hot tub, but that I was welcome to wear one of hers (if.