So, the first place that reaching quivering hand touched was the round curve of Becky's sexy ass.When she felt her palm touch the hot smooth wet skin,...Sheryl jerked her hand back as if the skin had burned her. She may have anticipated something stronger, some reaction from her sister or maybe some internal climax to her own sexual hang-ups. Yet, nothing happened, she had simply touched another woman's skin.Again the palm laid upon the whiteness of the bikini line, but didn't pull back the this. Nevertheless, our discomfort was partly compensated by the attention lavished on us the following day by the other women at the festival. Never before—and probably never since—had I ever felt so privileged to be British. Not that I’d ever had a choice in the matter. This stemmed from the mysterious and persistent legacy of the Beatles’ Invasion of the American music scene almost thirty years earlier. Whatever magic sparkle the lovable mop-tops possessed, Americans were convinced that it had. Instantly I want to cry with the relief. Your eyes are no longer kind and though it’s not an immediate reflex you react consciously by slapping me back harder and meaner than I ever could. I slap you again and this time by tears start to fall, they run fast in groups as if escaping the turmoil they’re subjected to. My face has a red angry handprint but there’s no anger here now because it’s faded and been replaced with something else, a passion, and one that should never be underestimated.. That was a fair question. There was absolutely NOTHING in it for me. I suddenly realized that I had been advocating for something that didn’t benefit me directly in any way. I had no answer. I had to stop talking, and I think Mike chalked up a point for himself on that one.The most likely reason for my involvement, I decided, was that I wanted to help so that Courtney would like me more. Even though I told myself that had to be the reason, it was clear that Courtney liked everyone. You didn’t.