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 pa...nfully.Then there was showering with the girls. Some of them, generally ones that were kind of chubby or real skinny, had trouble with me being there and wrapped themselves in their towels. Some of them tried to ignore me, while others stared, and a few blushed furiously and turned away. All I could do was blush.One cheerleader strolled past me. As I rubbed it, my lips went back to her stiff clit. This must have been the first she was aware it existed because she screamed as she came. As she relaxed, she held me close to her and began to sob.“I never ... I never FELT anything like that before. It was WONDERFUL! Oh, I can’t stop quivering.”After holding her a bit, she relaxed again and started laying hot kisses on me.“Do you have any condoms?” WHAT? Condoms ... could she mean...“Yes, so happens I do. Am I Going to need one?” From her. "What?" Nothing." Bullshit. What?" Nothin' Sir. Peter." I stopped and faced him. "I like seein' you in love, ok?" I turned back to the stove. "Faggot," I muttered under my breath.I felt him come up behind me. He pressed against me and moved my hair to kiss the back of my neck. "Yeah, I love you too. I hope she works out." He left. I finished cooking.Just before bed, Peter knocked on my door. "I think I know what she was talking about." He had that 'this is serious' look on his face. "You an'. ” Her cheeks heated. “Can you say anything less corny in French?” He shook his head. “French is made up of corny lines, you didn’t know that? And they sound so much better in French. Vous faites battre mon cœur et ma tourner la tête.” “Stop it.” He winked at her and took another slurp from his bottle. *As the evening went on Aidan seemed to flirt with her at every opportunity. She couldn’t tell if he was doing it just to be friendly or because he was genuinely interested. Was she interested?.