It was hard. We kept bouncing off of each other, and each bounce seemed to reinforce the energy, not diminish it.What energy? Good question. It was Li...ht, Magic, Dream Stuff, thought, emotion, and only the Spirits knew what else, but it was something outside my experience and yet achingly familiar.The experience thrust Flare into the world of the gifts and the world of the Light all in one step. Poor Sky was thrust into it all, Light, Magic, the Gifts, and our Spirit-spoken state, the special. Maybe it was never the age gap; maybe I was gay from the very beginning. Maybe whatever happened with me till date was a part of Kismet's conspiracy, that wanted to unite me and Tanuj. Maybe. I wasn't sure.But I was sure about one thing. I felt something sting my foot.As I opened my eyes, rage entered me."Don't worry. There's nothing like you're thinking."This is what Tanuj said. He lied to me, and I wanted my answers.------------------------------------------------------September (a month. ..they were pretty good but then they have been surfing for awhile now. They asked me if I wanted to learn while back but I said no I wasn't interested in it. As I watch them now It might be fun to do it.The next day I signed up for some one on one surfing lessons that my friends told me about. I arrived at the center and met you. You were the same age and height as me but with a lot more tanning that I had. You had a shirt with your surf school on it and a pair of lose shorts on. You asked me. In fact, she reveled in the way they gave out orders and made her do things that she would be far too shy to do of her own accord.She was a bit on the smallish side all things considered, but her upper body development had reached the promised land of double D perfection and her nipples were a land of enchantment when contemplated in full naked glory. Her southerly regions hid a nicely trimmed little reddish patch of thick, curly bush covering her camel’s toe of sensitive feminine folds primed.