"Yeah? Th-that's cool, I guess. Thanks for saying that." I didn't look up at him, to meet those steely brown eyes of his, to look into that face. It w...s far too much that he complimented me and I stammered like a tool.He was hot. The girls hit on him, my best friend particularly tried her luck and very openly too. His hair was chesnut, shaved shorter on the sides, longer at the top and he had grown out his facial hair and kept it trimmed. It wasn't too bushy or anything. He looked like your. “Now don’t tell my sister about this or I’ll get murdered,” she chuckled, drifting back from me with the top still trailing in her hand. “Swim,” she urged finally, as if amused by the way I just drifted there, hands cupping my small tits. I glanced about a final time, reassuring myself that no one could see, and then started to paddle. It felt great, free just like she’d said. Years later I sat in a darkened theatre watching Kate Winslet skinny-dip and experienced my Proust moment, a visceral. "Perhaps you are not quite as nervous now about your sexuality where others are concerned," said Victor.Gina looked down and leaned over, her hand hovering over the dildo for another few seconds before she picked it up by the base. She turned it around in her fingers, holding it away from her, then drew it closer. The shaft was wet and smelled of her sex.Victor observed without comment.Gina raised her eyes to his again. "I thought I was in my room." And perhaps you really were, in your mind's. It looked like a drunken orgy and just ended. “Everyone up!” Josh commanded. “Put back on your clothes, but don’t put on any underwear. Then sit up straight.” There was again mass confusion but after a period of time everyone was dressed. However, they all looked like they had been through a war. “Where are we?” Josh asked the driver. Josh had earlier commanded him to have no awareness of anything other than his driver. “We are entering Dallas,” he said. “Ok good, this is where I get off..