Gym was an experience. We did some gymnastics type stuff. The rope climb was particularly interesting, because when I was about 13 I'd found a way to ...et myself off climbing the rope, rubbing against it. By the time I reached the top with my legs wrapped around it my cum was staining my shorts.So, of course, I got ragged for wetting my pants.Doing it nude was another experience though. I had to be careful to avoid rope burns, and sometimes my pubic hair got caught in the rope and pulled. It felt like a premonition.I shrugged and said: "It's your money."23/11/97--------It all happens tomorrow. It almost feels like I've been told I have a terminal illness and have a short time to put my affairs in order. The sad thing is I have so few affairs to order. This has been a sobering experience. It's made me realise that while I have acquaintances, colleagues and some-time drinking partners I have no actual friends. Tomorrow I will disappear for an unknown length of time and there. Wendy took a look. “Corner table by the window.”“Frank!” Ernie called.Frank stuck his head out between the batwing doors.Ernie hollered, “Four Wendy meals.”He got a nod and went back to washing glasses and mugs.For Wendy, the Antler was old home week. She was known ... or so the town thought.For David, everyone knew this David was not the same David who summered here. It was only when he was introduced to people and he was able to tell them where they lived, that the townies began to be a. I was pushed against a wall and we lip locked wildly. Our animal instincts (along with alcohol to help) took over and we started kissing wildly all over each others body, lips, neck, ear lobes etc.I pressed her face facing the wall, both my hands fondling her boobs and kissed and nibbled her ear lobes for next 5 mins, this made her go crazy and she started moaning saying …don’t stop, pls don’t stop.I turned her face towards me and starting kissing her body and breasts over the dress with my.