He replied that it was ok and not to be bashful. Well, I guess I wasn’t since I hadn’t bolted. But I did start talking, kinda rambling ... and tou...hing myself at the same time. It was exciting. Really exciting, knowing I was ‘confessing’ my sins to a priest only inches away as I finger fucked myself.“I have had impure thoughts, sir.”“You are very young, but it isn’t unusual to have such thoughts.”“I have kissed boys, men,” as I continued slowly touching myself.“That’s not necessarily a sin, my. ‘It’s OK,’ I repeated. He held my hand for long moments, then took a deep breath, exhaling slowly. ‘Can you explain?’ he asked. I nodded. ‘But let’s get you home first – you have a few scratches, and you’re covered in dust.’ We picked our way out of the canyon, and back to the car. ‘Are you OK to drive?’ I asked. ‘It’s not a skill I’ve mastered yet.’ Tim looked baffled again. ‘That explanation had better not be long in coming, once we’re home.’ He started the car, driving slowly back to the. “Please tell me you have a shower big enough for two.”“It’ll be cold.”“I’m counting on it.”*We laughed and splashed each other, rinsing away our sweat from each other’s bodies. We teased and kissed and played under the cool stream in the darkened bathroom. We were strangers no longer. Our bodies held no more secrets. We had met a few hours ago, but we had been together forever. We were familiar, intimate even. And when we pressed together again and kissed, it was no longer the reckless. She leaned back and looked up at the ceiling then at me. “Kat, I know what your answer is – you’ve always wanted to have sex with Kyle.” I blushed and nodded – but I had an answer : and you’ve had the hots for him too, Georgia – I remember watching you doing the laundry, and spending a lot of time with his jeans in your hands” It was her turn to blush. “Where does that leave Kris?” I blurted. After all, her younger brother had just literally exposed his desire to both of us. We pondered that as.