Before Kingston station they were crowding round the ladies posing and before long taking liberties even British rail might have blanched at never min... a preservation line! Slowly they slid into Swanage station they were soon on the sands, followed by the hopeful lads, who were to be on hand all day. At one-point Ellen indeed found as she sat down on the sand one of the lads had his hand their first, so she jumped up in a fright to every-ones enjoyment. The lads paid for drinks, then fish and. Macho, and while I don't have strong feelings against gays (some of my best friends are gay, well ok 1 -- and maybe BEST friend is too strong, but I do like the guy, I mean not sexually, but he is nice); my point is I am not, nor have I ever been a member of the gay party. Apparently though a good kiss is a good kiss.The leader was slowly sucking on my lower lip, while holding me tight.Then as I opened my mouth a little his tongue flicked across my teeth and sent a little chill through me. The. Did it matter? The possibility of anything happening was pretty slim. My stupor was interrupted again as she turned back to me and strode back to the desk. She perched in the same position as before, giving me a teasing glimpse. "You were looking at me the other night, too, when I was here with my friends," she said in a conspiratorial whisper. Then I remembered seeing her, dressed in a similarly stunning green cottonsundress, with some other gorgeous young lasses. My buddy Rob had moaned at. Heather mouthed to her friend hoping that Dr. Blake wouldn't pick up on it and said to Jen. "I dare ya to give that dong a little kiss." "Fucking gross out!!!" Yelped Jen. Both girls began snorting with laughter but came to an abrupt halt when Dr. Blake leaned down and spoke to the pair."Go ahead Jen, give it a kiss, hell I've done that and plenty more many times and it's not as bad as you might think." "In fact I bet you'd like it, I know I sure do." Both Heather and Jen were shocked.