Well almost everything, we didn’t have sex until a few weeks ago when Amber invited me to dinner. Now that’s not to say that I never wanted to hav... sex with Amber until a few weeks ago. Amber and me were confident almost from the very beginning. We were totally at ease with each other. We trusted each other completely. We shared our most intimate thoughts and feelings. We discussed every thing including sex. She told me about her boyfriends and what she enjoyed having them do to. I looked up at her, now being able to see her a bit more clearly. She was naked to the waist, with a sheer sarong cover up tied loosely around her hips."You're kidding aren't you? - This is a nude beach." Yes I realize that, however I find it difficult to avoid staring at you."I looked around, and took in the beach. There was a mix of people there, young, middle aged and old. A cross section or so I thought. Not terribly crowded, as it was a weekday."I don't see what the problem is" Well, I'm. And then i thought if i left this man to die of hunger and thirst then Allah wont forgive me in day of judgement. I then asked him that i can breastfeed him. He was bit embarrassed and was silent. And then he said its not necessary. And then i insisted and he kept on refusing. He was bit shy. But after insisting too much i finally convinced him.I was sitting in the bed, he then laid down on my cove. I took my hijab up and exposed my breasts. Then through my left hand i brought his head close to. I walked her to her door and gave her a hug before she went in. I declined the invitation to ‘come in and sit for a while’ that her dad issued from just inside.There are days when I need my own bed and the comfort of silence while the music continues to echo in my ears. Last night, I needed the solace of solitude and I received it with joy.We’d become minor rock stars at school. I passed a couple in the hall with cute T-shirts. Hers said, ‘He’s my boyfriend.’ His said, ‘She has a pretty low bar.