Of course, I couldn’t let even Beth in on my most secret and shameful exploits, but we spent the twenty minute ride to school shooting the breeze an... making each other laugh. Conversation was always easy with Beth; there was no tension, no mind games. In retrospect, I realise now that this was because until around then I'd always thought of her as almost asexual. I could only see her as a friend, although once, about ten years earlier, I had tried to kiss her and received a punch on the nose. "Sh- sheesh. Whoa." Her pants were soaked with her cum and the smell of sex hung heavily in the air. Do I call him back? She wondered. Dang. What do I even say? The young woman moved in her chair. She felt slightly numb from sitting for so long. Beneath her skin, bones shifted slowly. The skin at the base of her spine dimpled outward into a tiny bump. Small wiry brown hairs sprouted from the bump in patches. More tiny brown hairs pushed from the edges of her ears and they twitched minutely in. We'll make sure she never finds out, that no one ever finds out,” I struggled to reassure her, fearing that the wrong words would be worse than saying nothing. “Besides baby, you didn't do anything wrong. You don't need to be ashamed. We did it together and it was all okay.”She seemed to be listening as I told her over and over that I loved her and it would all be okay. I could hear her breathing, but she didn't say anything. She didn't agree, disagree or even acknowledge what I was saying. She. “The name’s Chris, Come on over.”I said, “Hi I’m Rick” as I climbed onto the pontoon boat and approached the young man. Although I was not as washboard and cut as the skipper of this pleasure barge, I had no reason to hide either. My stomach was flat and covered with dark brown hair. I worked out in the gym and so there wasn’t an ounce of fat on me. I prided myself at the size of my balls and as of recent I hadn’t had a good cum and so they were swollen full and ready to play. He reached up and.