She held a disinterested pose that said don’t you try it, you can’t handle this. She looked as if she had been waiting a long time, but for what? ...s my eyes adjusted to the darkness I surveyed her more closely. She was tall and with the heels she was wearing, easily taller than me. Her skin was a caramel color with long wavy black hair that kissed her back. Her eyes were almost black and almond shaped with a thick layer of eyeliner that I just cannot resist. Her lips were broad with a dark. She replied:"Of course not. Why would you even ask such a horrible question? Dad thinks I am completely innocent and would kill me if he knew I even knew anything about sex, let alone that I was sitting naked with an equally naked boy. He would skin you alive. My father is a very strict Catholic. We all are. Sex is only for marriage and he really would probably come close to killing you if he found us like this, so do not open your mouth to a soul about this. It is bad enough that Rebecca has. When I was nude, he’d ask me to walk around the office and “help out” the guys for the rest of the day. He called me his funny little bennie. Daddy looked at me expectantly but the thought of laying next to my father for anything other than sexy love revolted me. My stomach began to turn. “Come here Puss, what’s this here?” He giggled as I walked close to the bed and he fondled my clit. “Don’t feel so bad about it, okay?” I filled his palm with my wet. It felt so good, actually better than any. . That's public sex too; it's supposed to get everyone involved and break down barriers of modesty and inhibitions, right?" I think it's the impersonal nature of the Program. One size fits all," Denise mused. "Everyone has to go at the fastest possible pace—forced to run before they learn to crawl, I think. Also, there's no love, no trust, like I feel so strongly from you guys, for the participants. You have to be alone in your nudity—that sets you apart. You're forced to allow others to touch.