That went on until just after eleven when he asked me if I'd like to go someplace quieter, like his boat. Oh, yeah, I wanted to see the boat and thoug...t at the time that leaving the bar whilst shitfaced and alone with a man I'd just met to go see his boat was a FANTASTIC idea! We literally walked out the door of the bar and then down the pier to his boat and he introduced me to a very beautiful cabin cruiser. I don't recall how I got on the boat but I imagine it was a sight to behold. He cast. She asked where I lived and I told her “nearby” but didn’t specify my building a short distance away.I figured I didn’t have a lot of time with this young morsel so I quickly got the conversation on whether she had a boyfriend and she did, an “older” 17-year-old guy. She said they didn’t really “go out” because he dad wouldn’t let her actually date yet. That’s when I learned that she had just turned 14 and I nearly chickened out right then.But, hey, it was a late night on the beach with a very. We started talking all shit things and finally asked her to tell me what is the meaning of erotic. She paused for a while and questioned me don’t you know???I was blank. I told no. Do you know why God make boy and girl??I told no.She probed a lot of question to understand if I was aware of sex and other sexual terms. Finally, she got to know that I’m an uneducated in this matter.We both have talked, shared and discussed so many things, this was a new topic for us. She, at the beginning,. I dream.As a horny and frustrated adolescent I had begun fantasizing about what it might be like to make it with some of those unattainable cheerleaders, the cute ones with the high, musical voices and long hair down to the waist who were much too good for me. Fantasizing was better than nothing, and soon it was much better than nothing. What had begun as ordinary kiddy daydreams turned into a powerful obsession. The girls, then women in my fantasies became increasingly realistic.Over the.