This was back in 1954, that I'm talking about. I remember everything about that summer because it all started for me with that trip up to Massachusett....I had gotten my very first consensual feel from a girl. Gloria Ludsky was her name, and titties were her claim to fame. Big ones, and she'd let you feel them if you bought her a popsicle. I bought her a popsicle and took her behind the bathhouse changing room and played with those big titties the whole time she was licking that cherry flavored. Maybe you do know. Let me get the ointment and I'll put some more on while I'm at it."Back a moment later with the first aid kit, he cut the tape on one side to keep from pulling the hair, and raised the bandage to get a good look at the wound. "Well, it's not bleeding and the stitches all look intact. Guess you didn't do yourself any harm trying to get a piece of the tiger." After putting on more of the antibiotic ointment, he taped the bandage back into place before turning to address the. I was pretty smooth and thought it was going okay until she said, "Iknow what kind of guy you are Brad Smith and you should know I'm not thatkind of girl." I didn't give up, but the conversation ended with heryelling, "I wouldn't go out with you if you were the last boy in theworld!" She got up and dumped her shake on me."What the fuck? You bitch!"Needless to say, the shop was full and I was pretty embarrassed.Nobody makes a fool out of me.I gave the vial to Jake behind the lunch counter so. "Just a week or so more of rest David," he said, "And then she'll be her old self again."Well, I think she was just about her old self again when she asked Angie to help her in the shower. When I went up after about fifteen minutes with a tray of coffee for us all, I found her with her legs wrapped around Angie's neck in the throes of what must have been a much-needed orgasm!She grinned impishly at me as she opened her eyes again and held out her arms for me."Come and kiss me, Dave," she said.