She assessed that these young men couldn’t even get to first base with her. By her unusual upbringing, she was accustomed to males who not only inte...ded to get there but when they knew what to do to make it worthwhile for her. As far as boyfriend types in her peer group were concerned Beth was neither eager to endure their crude attempts nor interested in becoming their sexual mentor.When she first met Josh at the mixer, she knew right away that he was a hick but saw a depth in him that he. Ours is a big, country kitchen and the table is long, wide, and sturdily built. I pulled my chair up and sat between the girl’s legs. I spread her legs for a better view. She made no objection. Her bare-nude pussy-mound thrilled me to the bone. One hard, muscular bone in particular throbbed achingly. Lord-a-mercy, if there was anything in this whole world more beautiful than that girl’s pussy, I had yet to see it! Yet, the fact that her pussy was shaved puzzled me. Why would she do it? . “A man…men. Ones that are rumored to have lived among us long ago,” Ayla continued. “Yes…I’m a man,” he told her, “You’re telling me that there are no men…at all…here.” “No…they are myths,” she said. “Well, my dear, I am certainly a man,” he assured her. “If you are man, then prove it,” she demanded. “How? Short of dropping my pants, and showing you my genitals, I don’t know of any other way to prove it, other than my word,” Byron stammered. “Genitals? Is that the part that the stories told had. Besides I might want to save room for some popcorn.” She smiled and looked back to the theater entrance. “That works for me. I guess we should go see what’s showing and when huh? Shall we?” I asked as I stood up and offered my arm. Michelle stood up and looked at me curiously for a moment and then smiled and slipped her hand in my arm and we walked to the theater. We checked the movie listings and times before deciding on a recent romantic comedy. As it turned out we were just ten.