After supper we, Donna and I, went to the town carnival. Donna said shehad just the dress for me; she called it her farm dress. I could see whywhen sh... showed it to me, and it did look good on me.It was a sort of beige with no sleeve and came to just about my knees,there was a sort of apron a bit shorter than the dress. Donna wore jeansand a tee shirt. We had just about gotten there when a couple of guys weknew saw us and asked if they could hang with us, we said OK.The fair was crowed, so as. They sat that way for at least thirty seconds.She was a fairly good kisser, he decided. It wasn't as passionate as with Kari or Crystal, or as mind-blowing as with Allison, or as kinky as with Rachael, or as beautiful and fulfilling as with Brit, but over all, he really enjoyed it.I can't believe I've kissed that many girls, he thought. This would make five, and it was scarcely two years since his first time with Rachael.He eventually pulled away, then Tammy finally broke down in a fit of. Bonnie still dated other guys and I wasn't silly enough to believe that I was the only guy she had sex with, but she still managed to fit me in (no pun intended) two or three times a week. So she was seeing other guys, so what? I was still having more fun that the law should allow. And Bonnie did make me feel like a stud because a lot of times she would call me and ask me if I was up (again, no pun intended) for a night with her.I would occasionally run across Patty and Brad at parties and. Having a bit of fun, I did nothing, just let it rest against her.“At least show some enthusiasm,” she complained.Still smiling, I groped her sexy boob.“Wait!” she exclaimed.“What now?”“Let’s get undressed. I like feeling your naked body against me.”Rolling onto my back, I shucked my boxers. Callie wriggled under the covers. When I rolled towards her, spooning her once again, cool buttocks settled against my groin. Reaching around her, I held her petite breast.“Okay. Start,” she directed me.I.