One thing we quickly learned was that the “camper girls” got just as excited watching a heifer get bred as we did. That gave us the opening we nee...ed and soon we had groups of up to four of those girls naked in the woods, in the haymows, and even on isolated beaches. We got to examine and lick their lovely hairless cunts, and they got to see our erect cocks, touch them, and watch us stroke them. Stroke them to little avail by the way, as neither of us boys could cum yet.Our games progressed to. .. like Kelsey Barnes.My body was changing too. I was a lot taller and I had more muscles now. I wasn't the biggest kid in class; Chug and Pigpen were the title holders. But I wasn't the shrimp or the skinny dork I used to be. I also noticed I had hair growing near my penis. I didn't expect that, but when I was in the locker room getting changed for PE or soccer, I noticed I was one of the few kids who did have hair there. And I also noticed I wasn't the smallest in the dink department either.. ‘A son can’t be held responsible for his father’s crime.’ Irma leant over and kissed his shoulder. ‘Of course not and I should know that better than most people because you hold no grudge against me for what my mother did to you.’ ‘Trust me Irma because that’s my attitude one hundred per cent.’ Douglas pulled over under some overhanging trees and stopped. ‘Your parent’s home is fifty yards away.’ ‘I know. I just wanted some kisses.’ ‘Oooh,’ Irma said, unclipped her seat belt and pulled sideways. Well, at least she thought I was doing something constructive on my laptop when I was holed up in my room.Truth is, ninety-percent of the time I was watching porn and masturbating. Look, these constant wayward thoughts about a man that would probably never be mine have to be released somehow.“Well, psychotherapy is a bit like programming,” I ventured quietly.Jacob chuckled and nodded. “Well, your mother is always going on about it.”“Yes, she tends to go on about me ever since dad died,” I said.