Coming down from her sexual high, Ginger announced that she was hungry and ready for lunch. Every run we made to the equipment that day, Ginger peele... off her top and went with the bikini top as long as possible. When we got back from our last run of the day, it was about half an hour before sunset. We saw Bill’s van and Ginger asked if we should see if they are home and if they have any plans. I popped next door and was greeted at the door by Olga, who wanted to know where Ginger was. I. Now follow me... "Gwen led me across to the wall and took down... a blindfold. She asked meto close my eyes and then wrapped the soft-velvet strip around my head.It blocked out all light and almost immediately my hearing became super-acute, every sound took on a special significance, although for themoment the only real sound was the girlish excitement in our twinbreaths."Now baby, you have to trust me... " I trust you Gwen... I feel wonderful... floaty and free..."Gwen led me across the room. It was a very tight-knit and Christian church community, where sexual desire was condemned and rules were rigid about sex before marriage. So, by the time I reached nineteen, I had never even gone as far as kissing a boy.When my mother married Pat, I was treated to my first sexual experience – hearing them screw every night through the wall of my bedroom.My mother and stepfather’s bedroom wall ran adjacent to mine, so I could hear everything that went on in their bedroom at night. It sounded. Soon, I kept telling myself. Soon.It didn't take long to reach the camping area up in the low hills and after setting up the basics for my campsite, I packed a small backpack and headed off up a beautiful tree lined trail that promised to answer the question formost in my mind. Am I ready for this?Although the hike was a little strenuous for me, once I reached the top of the climb, the panoramic view across the valley more than made up for how tired I was, warranting a much earned rest on a.