I was really happy that I got lucky.She came to my place. I offered her a glass of water that I accidentally spilled on her clothes. Because the water...was cold, and it was winter, her nipples started poking out. I could clearly see the shape of her boobs. She caught me looking at her boobs and asked me what am I looking at.I came back to my senses and gave her my T-shirt and shorts. We didn’t study at all. We simply watched some movies had dinner and slept. We slept on the same bed but there. So Jake and I found our little portion of the beach, peeled off our clothes and jumped into the ocean. It felt so free to be naked in public and not even think about it. Everyone else was nude, young, old, fat, skinny. No one, well maybe a couple of Americans were staring, we are such an uptight society; I believe that there should be nude beaches everywhere.We went back to our spot and laid out in the sun, after a while, Jake started kissing me. We were trying to act nonchalant, but we. I was crazy. Then a man, I never saw his face or knew who he was, fucked me from behind.??Did you enjoy it?? asked the woman.?No. It hurt. I bled.??So you could say you had sex because of peer pressure. Did you continue as a member of the clique???Yes. I was ashamed of myself, but I stayed in the club. I dreaded being ostracized, and once the damage was done, there was no need to quit. When the word got out that we were all sexually active, I even became more popular with boys. All. ? Caroline complained.?Not to worry,? Sarah suggested, ?It looks good, that’s the main thing, now just pull your shoulders back, hands behind you, that’s it.? Caroline did as Sarah suggested and suddenly she felt cold steel on her wrists and heard two clicks.?Hey,? Caroline complained, ?What are you doing?? she asked in surprise.?You have to be cuffed, it’s good you have detachable shoulder straps,? Sarah said as she removed Caroline’s brassiere, ?and then it’s just your panties.??No, I’m not.