"She'd talk about Dad's prowess in bed." But I would have thought Dad would be up to the job," I said."Us, too! One of the big reasons we came!" Brian...a virtually shouted into the phone. "But it turns out that Morgan is like, 'true love' and Marie, well, you know what she and Mom did."Boy, did I.Before Mom – Joanna – came home, she and Marie had a very private get-together at some very isolated part of the island. I was guessing it was a small, very secluded nude beach that the cops turned a. There was a friendliness about them. But her lips... were absolutely perfect. I always thought so. She was the first girl I wanted to kiss."His people are on the coaching staff on the other team. Come on now. You know I'm not a football person." She said.She ran track in the past. She had an athlete's physique in middle school: She was as tall as me, breasts just budding in, and long legs. Now she had hips and her full breasts had formed and I was taller than her. Puberty. Amazing."Come on, you. Aside from our height difference and haircolor, we could have been twins. We set out to the party.The first party was exciting, but not too eventful overall. We saw allsorts of people there, including Patricia and Annelie, wo waved at usexcitedly from where they were talking to a group of suited figures, Ifigured must have been industry producer types. We waved back andindicated we would catch up to them when they were done. We saw lots ofwho we would later learn were famous french mainstream. Talk leads where it will, and that night it lead to a scenic view of Bozeman from Springhill. And , inevitably, a lot of conversation at first.All stories have the obligatory scene of discovery, the glowing description of goddess-like beauty, the super-charged atmosphere of wanton performance.Well, it didn't happen that way.Jackie was incredible looking, full lips with crimson lipstick, large breasts, rosy cheeks and an infectious laugh. She was fun and funny, sparkling eyes and a fabulous.