It took me several pulls between my mother’s crys to tear her petticoat as it was giving way. It tore finally, and came away, leaving her naked wais... down in just her petticoat piece tied around her waist. That was the firstime I ever saw my mother’s Bush. My birth place and a forbidden part for a son to see. Her bush between her legs appeared to me like a place of enjoyment rather than a place of respect. By now she started to cry more as I moved on to her a she was struggling and twisting. "Do you think that I can use a towel?" I nodded and told him that he would find one in the linen closet next to the boy's room.I closed my eyes to enjoy the sun when I heard him say, "I hope it is okay that I come for a swim. I thought that you might like the company?" I opened my eyes to see him standing above me holding a large blue and yellow beach towel and wearing a pair of very tight black and yellow vertical-striped, well packaged sungas. He must have left his track pants and shirt in. He tried to get to his feet only to slip over again as the slick floor undulated beneath him. Unable to stand up, Benchley continued to thrash blindly around him, not wanting the girl to come anywhere near his naked form.Beneath him the surface of the pool swayed and rocked with his violent motions. Benchley flailed for a while longer until he realised the mermaid, water girl, whatever she was, was nowhere near him.She was a little way from him. Her body was both half out of the pool and. ”“Hey Will. Did you find Amy last night?”“Yeah, man. And Elly was there, too.”Robin said nothing for a few seconds.“You’re shittin’ me.”“No, seriously. She was there.”“Okay, I hope you’re comfy ‘cuz you’re giving me all the gories.”For the next five minutes I recalled the night in vivid detail to my best friend.“I can’t believe how lucky you are, man. This is the kind of thing EVERY guy fantasizes about. I honestly never thought this happened to anybody. Guess I was wrong.”“I know, bud. .