She made some tang and handed to me. I told her to put a few more ice cubes. She went to the fridge to get the ice cubes. I followed her and while she...was getting the cubes, I kissed her neck from behind. She arched her head back and rested it on my shoulders. She looked me into my eyes. There was something very romantic about the way she looked. I then kissed her. The tongue swirling lasted for about three minutes. My right hand went down to explore the deep valley below and my right hand. I cringed and hoped it wasn't another work request.I looked up from my keyboard and slowly turned around. Theresa stuck her head in sideways. She smiled and walked in. She's a short girl-- no, give her credit-- a woman, wide hipped and small boobed, mid 30s."What's up? Heading home?" I asked."You got a minute?" she asked in her cute twangy accent.She rested her head against a metal filing cabinet and reclined her body. She wore a lime-green light flannel shirt with small flowers, and a pair of. I know that it’s not just sexing with other boys butalso to find out what it’s like to go through puberty and talking to yourfriends about getting erections and how to deal with them, waking up andfinding out you just had your first wet dream.Love and friendship has its moments and Ben found that out in the last weekof camp and T.J was the one who helped him. "So Ben have you had a wetdream yet." Toby asked." Ben thought for a minute then said "Do you cornhole, Toby" and all boys giggled at. She said, "My name's Janet, and that's Tom." She was a good thirty-five, no a great thirty-five. She was almost as tall as I and I'm just over six feet. She had a full figure. By that, I meant that she had at least C cup breasts and generous hips. I could see her stomach between the hip hugger shorts and the crop top and her stomach was tight and her waist was almost too small to be believed. She had beautiful green eyes and reddish-blond hair. The other three were all gorgeous but she had them.