I couldn't figure out what he was talking about."Problems with girls?" he finally managed to get out.The girl on the shore was swimming now, headed fo... us and the raft."Do you mean talking with them?" I asked. "Yeah, I get all nervous around them, too."Manfred shook his head. "No, not talking. With your... ," and with that his face turned pink.I tried to figure out what he was trying to ask. Then, a revelation hit me. I hoped he wasn't asking about that."Does your... does it... um.... It’s nice to meet you. Your name is very … fitting.’ I beamed a smile at her, and she looked at me quizzically. Shelly turned toward Moira partially and looked at her over her shoulder. Seeing the slight confusion, and apparently concerned that Moira might think I was making fun of her, she smiled and said, ‘He means it’s hot.’ I nodded and locked eyes with Moira. She blushed, but her face lit up with a smile and her huge almond eyes glowed. When the bartender returned with my drink, I told him. “Good,” Terry’s hands moved from her shoulders down the valley between her breasts to the end of her rib cage then retraced its path back up to her shoulders. Denise moaned softly as Terry repeated the movement several times. On the fifth lap, her hands circled around the mounds of her breasts. Terry smiled as the dark brown peaks of her nipples puckered into hard nibs. Her hands continued to circle her breasts, each rotation spiraling dangerously closer to the target. “Is this standard. I looked good,when I smiled I did look a little goofy but the only thing I wasn't toohappy about was my hair, it tended to grow real wavy so I had to keep itcropped short.I got no problems about what I like either. I don't make a big deal aboutliking guys at work because it's got nothing to do with the plumbing tradebut outta work, like I say I haven't had a lot of sex but I do get it.From this story you'll see when I'm pushed (cornered) I'm not that shy.Like I said it'd been building for.