I began to relax a bit. I watched as she lathered her firm breasts and her armpits, and then, shyly, as she ran the soap at her pubic area. Nana whisp...red in my ear.-Do you want to fuck me? I turned around towards her, and looked at Ana. -But she's here...-Don't worry... She exited the water towards the flat rock that served us as bed in there, and sat there, spreading her legs.-Ana, you don't mind watching us, right honey? Said Nana. The young woman nodded shyly, but with a smile.-No..-Pedro,. "And I'm sure your version would be much better than mine. So why don't you sing them?"Kellie was silent."If we get someone to demo them would you try it?" she asked."If you can get someone to demo it, why not get them to sing it?" I replied. "It's just not my thing, Kel."Kellie huffed."What is your thing?" she asked sarcastically."I don't really know," I said. "But I don't feel the same excitement about getting on stage as your three do. I know that for sure. I sing in the shower. I sing along. I gaze adoringly upon your beautifully formed body. My eyes move from your face smiling up at me and fix them on your breasts and down your waist, belly, your curly love box, your thighs to your ankles. My rod is at full length and swaying to the movement of the tide. We feel free. We are ready to make love. You reach back and hold onto a rock jutting out from the natural sea wall of our secluded cave without a roof. I move towards you as you open your legs and wrap them around my waist. The. Something I truly didn't want to hear. I kept my feelings to myself. After I graduated from college I went to stay with my mom. The arrangement we made was perfect. I'd use the basement as an apartment since it was finished and had its own bathroom. Every now and then Mrs. Robinson would come by to see my mom. They would talk for hours. About what I don't know. My relationship with Mrs. Robinson was one of respect. Things changed between me and Mrs. Robinson when my mom went out of town for her.