The kids loved the pool. Basil assured Bette that they wouldn’t drown, as flickers were excellent swimmers and the pool was easy to get out of. The ...ids soon displayed their lack of fear of the water and they were happily jumping in and out of the pool, on each other and anyone else in it.When the kids investigated the entrance to the cave, they did decide that it was a long way down and stayed away from the edge. They were more than old enough to understand the danger. Bette’s shield still. That of ogling my older sister. Melanie always maintained a certain professionalism whenever she saw me at the Library, the only hint that we were siblings being a slight smile that she'd give me as she passed me in the aisles.And that's where things would have stayed, each of us living our own separate lives, Melanie not suspecting a thing while I silently obsessed over her, fantasizing and masturbating to her images until that one fateful day. The day Melanie revealed that she was getting. I hear your bare feet sloshing in wet grass of the camp. You are not only naked, but you are absolutely naked. And even better, you are hard."Hi Robert" I answer shyly, unsure as to what I am supposed to say to a naked man who casually walks into my campsite. I wonder where you placed your cloths. Did you strip as you watched me or did you walk all the way from your own campsite in your current condition? The thought intrigues me, but the answer does not matter. The only important thing is that. It’s just that when you’re stood there and I’m at the front of the class, all I can think about is what it would be like to kiss your lips. I’ve thought about this a lot lately. I imagine it starting slow, sensual and hesitant but I know that it would quickly become animalistic, fast and would, naturally, lead to you stripping off all of my clothes. I can feel electrical jolts zinging towards my pussy as I write you this letter. I can feel the familiar trickle of arousal on my leg as I think.