"Immaturity at its finest." Well, college guys aren't that much more mature," I informed her."Trust me, I know," she said. "Okay, let's get started." ...reat," I said. "I'm going to get the camera set up. Make sure it's working and ready to go."I walked over to the video camera that I had set up beside Becca's bed. I turned it on and hit the RECORD button. The red light came on. It was working and ready to go. I hit the STOP button, and the camera turned off."Alright, all set," I responded."I'm. I knew she uses to be home during weekends. So on that day without calling her I went her home at 11 am in the morning and knocked the door.She opened the door and was surprised to see me. She looked fresh and she was in a red color kurta. Red color top and white colored bottom. Then she asked me to come in and we sat in silence for some time. Those moments were so awkward, to clear the air I told her “I would like to have a coffee first” and smiled at her. She went to the kitchen and came back. She realized she would have to do the best she could tonight."Why don't you come on in my trailer, at least till you go to bed" Trace offered. Shania sighed, that would probably be the coolest thing to do, besides she liked talking to this big man, and she wondered if maybe she could get another peek to see if her first sight of his manhood wasn't a mirage. He followed her, her wet shorts were clinging to those moving hips like he wished his hands were.They got inside where it was cool, Trace. "I just want to see it really fast. I haven't seen one before." "Jess, this isn't a really good idea. Mom and Dad are right next door to you and they might be able to hear us even now". "Just a quick peek?", she pleaded with me. "No way! Mom and Dad would kill us of they caught us! Besides, I'm wearing tighty-whitey's underneath", I lied. "Oh, bullshit", Jessica accused. "I know you aren't wearing anything underneath that towel. I know plenty of boys and none of them ever bring clothes from.