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Friday - Nurse Klaus and the Lake
--------------------------------- 
As it turned out I only slept until 7:00 AM, but even that
was really late for me. I think the sunlight woke me up; it
was usually dark when I got up for workouts.

Noises and pleasant aromas were coming from the kitchen,
both irresistible. I sat up in bed, stretched, went to the
bathroom, checked that my pajama bottoms were closed, and
headed downstairs.

Dad, apparently, had already left for his flight. The
newspaper and some dirty dishes were at his place, but no
sign of Dad himself. Effie and Jeffie were scooping up
scrambled eggs naked as jaybirds and grinning like the
Cheshire cat. Mom was wearing one of Dad's denim shirts but
hadn't bothered to button it.

"This is a rare treat," Mom greeted me. "Welcome to
breakfast at the Jonson house. What would you like?"

Clothes for you or a blindfold for me, I thought. I mean,
how do you talk to a naked mother? But oh well, she seemed
to be having her fun and I didn't want to start an argument
over it.

"How about an omelet?" Mom asked. "That used to be one of
your favorites."

Omelets had seemed kind of greasy and cholesterol-laden to
me lately, and I'd been avoiding them. She was right about
them being an old favorite, though.

"OK, sure," I decided.

"Mom says we can have a sleepover tonight," Effie announced.

"Who's coming?" I asked, taking my usual seat at the table.
It didn't help. Effie's undeveloped titties were still in
plain view.

"Well, let's see. There's Tonya, and Wendy, and Melissa, and
Amelia, and Kate, and Sam, and Bill."

"Aren't Sam and Bill boy's names?" I wondered.

"They're friends of mine. I invited them," Jeffie explained.

"It's sounds like some pajama party, doesn't it?" Mom asked.

"Mom," Effie began with a huff. "It's not a pajama party!"

"Oh, of course. Well, I didn't mean anything by it. Adam,
are you still leaving for the lake at ten o'clock?"

"Yup."

"Who's Nadia's cousin? Do you know?"

"No, but Nadia says she's OK."

Effie and Jeffie started ticking each other and nearly
spilled Effie's milk.

"Cut that out, the two of you," scolded Mom. "If you want to
horse around, go outside or in the family room. Now, finish
your breakfast."

The twins gulped down what remained of their breakfasts,
then ran out the back door and into the yard. I could hear
them running around and giggling through the open window.
Mom served up my omelet and sat down across from me. She was
slightly more covered than Effie, but only around the
shoulders.

"It's nice seeing you in the morning, Adam," she said. "We
always seem to be in such a rush. Are you OK, Adam? Look at
me."

"Yeah, I'm OK," I reassured her, locking onto her eyes.

"It's this, isn't it?" she asked, fastening the top few
buttons on Dad's shirt. "I guess I'm getting a bit too
casual about it. But every day you see the same thing on
television, or on the street, or even in school, don't you?"

"Yeah, I guess. But you're my mother. It's harder to
ignore." I cut myself a piece of the omelet.

"Are you shy, Adam? I don't know why! You're a great looking
guy. You're tall. You're blond. You're on the swim team. You
have muscles. Is there some reason you're insecure?"

"Like what?"

"Well, like, do you feel, you know, small? Because if you,
maybe you can still get your factors adjusted. Lots of
people do it. You already know your dad did it."

"No Mom, that's not it." The omelet, however, was fantastic.

"Are you having trouble with erections? You know, Jeremy
Zeller had that problem. Something exciting would happen,
like a girl kissing him, and he stayed limp as an empty
balloon! Now he's erect most of the time. Yuki says he looks
great and feels much better about himself."

Yuki was Jeremy's mother. What a busybody!

"No, Mom. I'm just used to wearing clothes, and I'm used to
other people wearing clothes. Being naked or seeing naked
people: it's just embarrassing, that's all."

"Would you like to have sex? After your injection, of
course."

"Mom, are you trying to seduce me? And, are you protected?"
I regretted those words the moment I spoke them.

"What? No, Adam, I don't think that would be appropriate. At
least without discussing it with. And yes, I'm protected.
That's a very personal question, but since you asked, there
it is. Never depend on your partner, though. Some girl could
always be mistaken, or lying."

I couldn't believe what she'd just said. But once again, I
said something I instantly regretted: "Without discussing it
with who?"

"Oh, forget I said that. It was some crazy thing I read at
the hairdresser's. Mothers helping their boys get over
shyness. Or are you trying to seduce me?"

"No, Mom, not at all. No, don't ever think that. Just, no."

"Well, don't forget your doctor's appointment this morning.
They called yesterday afternoon to remind us. That's quite a
package you're got there."

In panic mode I checked my pajama bottoms, but they were
shut. "Huh?"

"Oh, I meant your injection. I hope it makes you happy."

"What? I didn't ask for a happy shot, Mom. Oh. Did you
change something?"

"No, dear, not at all. I did go over your factors with Nurse
Reising, through, and a few of them surprised me. But
they're fine. Are you done?"

My plate was empty, so yeah, I was done. Fortunately, I
remembered to say, "Thanks Mom; it was great!"

"Well, I suppose you need to take your shower and get ready.
You're going straight from the doctor's to Dan's house,
right?"

"Yeah, there's no time to come home."

"Well, have great trip and a great weekend, then," she
wished, giving me a kiss. Then she picked up Dad's dishes,
hung his shirt on the chair back, and drove off to work.

                          * * * * *
                              
Showering and dressing were uneventful, unless you want to
count the twin's friends Errol and Carroll showing up naked
and all four of them playing tag in the lawn sprinkler. The
front lawn sprinkler. But I just put the last of my stuff in
my duffel bag, double-checked to make sure I hadn't
forgotten anything, and then headed to the doctor's office.
I said goodbye to the twins as I backed out of the drive. If
you ask me, Jeffie looked pretty gross doing cartwheels but
maybe things seem different when you're thirteen.

At the doctor's office, Holly Dooley led me directly to a
treatment room, then after a few minutes Nurse Klaus walked
in. I didn't really hate the guy; he just gave me the
creeps. He was big, blond, blue-eyed, bulging with muscles,
near zero body fat, and totally naked. In addition, as
usual, his huge cock and balls were erect.

Like Nurse Reising, Klaus insisted that I get naked. I
thought this was a bit much for just a shot, but Klaus also
took new semen, urine and blood samples. That was the part I
hated most. It was embarrassing enough when Nurse Reising
did it.

Then Klaus had me bend over and take the horse needle in the
butt. I'm sure you know how large those injections can be.
Then, he gave me a lecture that he must have delivered
hundreds of time before. He spoke in a slow, deep, almost
robotic monotone. His giant, swollen, nearly horizontal cock
bobbled every time he gestured or took a breath.

"Adam, blease be on da alert for any unusual reaction do
your injection. Dis includz headaches, dizziness, blurred
vision, dry moud, schleeplessness, nahcolepsy, anxiety,
depression, irregulah bowel moofment, unusual coloration,
unexpegded vaid change, erekdile dyzvuntion, and hiccups. If
you experienz deese effects to a moderate degree, blease
make an appoindment heah ad da ovvice. If you experienz
severe effects, repoard to any hoshpital or trauma center.
Do you understand deese precautions?"

"Yes," I replied. I mean, the chance anything happening was
near zero.

"Now Adam, some of deese changes ah goink to appear rapidly.
Viddin 24 hours, yoah body should schtop produzing schperm.
Dat's only a tiny percentage of vahd comes out venn you cum,
zo you schouldn't notiz any differenz. Bud you woned be
vully prodegted until you flusch da exisding schperm oud of
your zystem. Do you underschtand vahd I'm talking aboud?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Dat meanz vait a day and denn drain yourself before halfing
vaginal seggs vid anyvun."

"I understand."

"Now, as do da rest of dis, yoah schkin schould dahken
viddin a day or zo, and settle down completely viddin a
veek. Deese libido changes may appeah preddy fasd. Deese
odder dings infolf gwoad of soft tissue, vich can schtaht
pretty quickly, but take several monds to complede. Do you
half any questions?"

"My mom didn't change anything, did she? I mean, since I was
here on Wednesday."

"Let me see. No, bud I hope you half lots of girl friends.
You gonna need dem. You vair hosen? Dad's pantz."

"Yes, all the time."

"Vell, I hope dad's nod a broblem. Anyding elz?"

There wasn't, so I thanked Klaus, got dressed, and went out
to my car. It was already ten minutes to ten, so I took my
shirt back off and stuffed it into my duffel bag.

                          * * * * *
                              
Nadia and Ben were already at Dan's house when I arrived.
Nadia seemed to be having a friendly conversation with Ben,
and Dan was loading supplies into the SUV. A suitcase and
two duffel bags lay on the drive.

"Hi, guys," I greeted all three. "Is everything ready to
go?"

"We're just waiting for Teah and my cousin," Nadia replied.

"Do we have enough fuel?" I asked Dan.

"Yep, full tank. Changing that filter yesterday did the
trick. There, that's all the equipment. You can load in your
stuff now."

We did, and clearly we were correct in traveling light. With
four bags loaded, there was only space for two more. Teah's
mother dropped her off a few minutes later. Teah looked very
nice wearing a light yellow, cotton sun dress. Dan loaded
her stuff into the tailgate.

It was 10:15. "Do you know where your cousin is?" Dan asked
Nadia.

"I'll call her," she replied walking out to the sidewalk. I
didn't understand why calling her cousin had to be a private
conversion but oh well, who can figure out girls?

Eventually, Nadia finished her call and returned to the
group. "She's on her way," Nadia announced.

"Why don't we wait in back?" Dan suggested. "The deck is
really comfortable this time of day. I'll get some drinks."

Five minutes later I heard a car pull up, then the sound of
car doors opening and closing, and then the sound of luggage
hitting the driveway.

"It sounds like you cousin is here," Dan announced. "Let's
go!"

Nothing could have prepared me for the scene I witnessed in
Dan's driveway. There was Vivian Vivicelli, spikey-haired
and naked as ever, and she had spread all our luggage, plus
five large duffels of her own, all across the driveway.

"Is this your cousin?" I asked Nadia excitedly.

"Well, yeah. Listen, everyone: this is my cousin Vivian.
Vivian, this is Adam, Ben, Dan, and Teah." Then, she sensed
something and looked at me directly. "Do you two know each
other?"

"After a fashion," I replied, still in shock.

"Hi, Vivian, nice to have you along," Dan greeted her. "Uh,
look, the vehicle only has space for one bag per person. Can
you just pick out one bag of stuff to bring and leave the
rest in the garage there?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Nadia never explained that to me," Vivian
replied politely, sweet and deadly as a killer queen bee.
"No wonder I had so much trouble fitting everything in. If
you all want to go back and relax, I'll get this
straightened out in just a few minutes."

Dan, Teah, and Ben headed back to the deck. I walked Nadia
into the back yard as well, but steered her into a different
corner.

"Why didn't you tell me Vivian was your cousin? And how can
she be? You two don't look anything alike."

"Look, I'm sorry, Adam; I guess there's something going on
with you two, but I didn't know that. And she's not a close
cousin; my first dad's second wife's sister-in-law's brother
adopted her. But it's OK, Adam. Vivian and I know each other
very well and we're never jealous of each other or anything.
If you're seeing both of us, that's OK."

"It's not that, Nadia. Look, the two of you are quite a bit
different. I like you, but I don't like Vivian. It's as
simple as that. Does Vivian have to go?"

"Well, I guess not, but if she stays home she'll be alone
for the weekend. The rest of the family all went on trips.
So if she stays home, I should stay home."

"Well, then, Teah would stay home and Dan would be pissed at
me," I realized. "And if I stayed home, you'd stay home, so
Vivian would stay home, so Teah would stay home, and the
whole trip would fall apart."

"Adam, look, I'm sorry. I really didn't know this was going
to be a problem."

I stared at a tree trunk and considered the situation for a
while. Dan, Teah, and Ben were having a great time already,
talking and laughing without a care in the world. And I was
really looking forward to a three-day weekend on the lake.

"Well, OK, I just wish I'd known about this earlier. I guess
I'll have to deal with it." And at that, Nadia gave me a big
hug. She scraped my ribs with her nipple shields but even
that was kind of fun.

"OK, I'm ready," Vivian announced from the driveway.

"All right, travelers; let's move out!" Dan exhorted, and we
all headed for the SUV.

Of course, nothing can ever be easy. Dan was driving and
Teah sat next to him. Ben took the passenger's side, and I
ended up squeezed in back between Nadia and Vivian. There
was really no time to complain. Before we even closed the
doors, Dan was backing our of the driveway.

                          * * * * *
                              
Dan headed directly for the freeway and I tried to figure
out what I'd done to deserve my fate. There I was, sitting
between two girls in a cramped back seat, and for clothes we
had one pair of shorts and one miniskirt among us. It was
going to be skin against skin for the next three hours, at
least.

"So, Vivian, tell us about yourself," Teah suggested.

"Oh, there's not much to tell. I'm going to be a senior at
Bald Mountain. I'm living with my aunt, at least that's what
I call her. I'm not on any sports teams or anything."

"What do you like to do? Are you in choir, or band, or
anything?"

"I had an uncle who gave me piano lessons, but he lost his
job and I had to move in with my aunt. But that was a few
years ago, and I stopped playing. Mostly I just go to
school, do my homework, and hang out with people."

"Are you always naked? I've seen you around, and you always
seem to be."

"Yeah, I was kinda thinking about it when I was a sophomore
and livin' with my uncle in Edgerton. Then at the end of the
school year, my uncle got in trouble, lost his job, and had
to move. Everything happened so fast that I just threw my
clothes away rather than pack `em. When Aunt Marjorie took
me in, I just told her that's the way I was. It took her and
the neighbors a few weeks to get used to it but now
everything's cool."

"It would be hard for me to throw my clothes away," Teah
remarked.

"It's not like I had any good stuff," Vivian explained.
"Other girls would get fancy new stuff and I'd get hand-me-
downs."

"So, it sounds like you really move around a lot."

"Yeah, my first mother's sense of family was kind of loose,
and so was my dad's. So they drifted apart, and then I lived
with my mom's sister, I think, and then she got a new
boyfriend or something, but her first husband took me in,
and things just went from there. I still know where most of
them are. There's like three or four of them living within a
few blocks of my aunt. I get around."

"Isn't it hard, constantly moving around and living with
different parents?"

"I dunno. Maybe. I learned to take care of myself. I'm
tryin' to get a scholarship so I can settle down and go to
college, you know."

"Do you have good grades?"

"Yeah, you could say that. I'm not bankin' on my swimmin'
like Yonson here."

"Yonson? Oh, you mean Adam. Well Adam, if you don't get a
swimming scholarship, you'll still go to college, won't
you?"

"I guess. My parents have the money. I just want to win the
scholarship, that's all."

"Like a trophy, huh?" Vivian asked.

"I guess."

Dan pulled onto the freeway and set the cruise control.
Driving conditions were clear and the traffic wasn't too bad
yet. Nadia set her hand on my thigh.

"What about you, Nadia?" Teah asked. I hoped she wasn't
going to play two thousand and twenty questions all the way
to the lake.

"I'm a senior at Bald Mountain as well," she began. "I
always lived with the same aunt and uncle; lucky I guess.
I'm not in any sports, but I help out at the school office.
I'm a candy striper at the hospital, too."

"So are you and Vivian pretty close?"

"No, we're more like old friends than best friends. I've
seen her most of my life at family things like weddings and
funerals. We don't spend a lot of time together, but we know
each other pretty well."

"Do you always dress like that?"

"Pretty much. I didn't used to, of course. I was just a
little wallflower, way below anybody's radar. Then I was in
The Program for a week, and got lots of attention, and
decided I liked it. But I still wanted to change my look
everyday, and I thought being totally naked made me look
baby short. So I tried this and it's working pretty good."
She was gently squeezing my leg, now. "What about you,
Teah?"

"I'm just me. I'll be a junior this year. I like English and
History, and I enjoy singing in the choir. I like to paint.
I work at an art supply store."

"Do you always dress like that?" Vivian asked. Of course,
she would taunt someone that way. Vivian moved her hand onto
my thigh, and I moved it away.

"Yes, I dress like most people do, and like my family. My
folks would have a fit if I started walking around like you
two. But, you know, I'm OK with being naked, if that's what
you want. It's just not for me." Vivian's hand was back.
Nadia's was still softly squeezing.

"Were you ever in The Program?" Nadia asked.

"No, and I hope they never call me. I'm sure I'd be
humiliated," Teah replied.

"I survived," Nadia said. "But I hear it's going to be
universal this year. You can't finish without doing time in
The Program."

"Well, I hope you're wrong, or that they change their minds.
That's all I can say."

"You guys been hanging together a long time?" Vivian asked.

"Since grade school," Ben stated. "Adam's the jock, I'm the
whiz, and Dan's the ladies man."

"Do you have a job, Vivian?" Teah asked.

"I deliver pizzas," Vivian replied.

"You deliver pizzas naked?" Ben exclaimed.

"No, they're wearing a box. Sorry, I get that question all
the time. Yeah, I never did buy any clothes. I'm savin' up."

"For college?"

"Yeah. I get some pretty good tips from deliverin' those
pizzas, though. It's more than I could make as a library
aide or somethin' like that."

"Do you get propositioned?"

"Yeah, but I blow `em off. I mean, you know, I walk away, I
don't. Just because I'm naked, that doesn't mean I'm easy."

After a while we ran out of things to talk about and Dan
told the sound system to play some music. We rode on for
another hour, commenting occasionally about a billboard or
an unusual scene along the road, but otherwise just
listening to the music and watching the scenery. Neither
Nadia nor Vivian would take their hands off me, but at least
they didn't go for the crotch. Dan, at least, seemed to know
something was going on. He kept looking at me in the rear
view mirror and smiling. Then finally, he took an exit and
pulled into the parking lot of the World Famous Pamela's Pit
Stop (Honest, that's what the sign said.)

                          * * * * *
                              
"This is just about the halfway point, guys," Dan informed
us. "It's a good place to get out, walk around, buy a drink,
take a potty break, or whatever. I'll wait with the vehicle
until one of you comes back. Go for it."

To tell you the truth, I wasn't that anxious to stand up.
First, it would take some serious maneuvering to do so
without impaling myself. Second, I was sure my erection
would be very obvious, even through my shorts. Fortunately,
Nadia and Vivian got out right away, providing me with a few
moments to think about math problems and get myself down to
half mast.

When I finally did get out, Dan was holding things up.

"Hold up, people; we need to sync up. I'm going to open a
PDA channel called Thatte's Cottage, and load it with the
address of the cottage, a map of the area, my number, and my
folk's numbers. If you put in your numbers and your folks'
as well, then we can all reach each other or call home if
something goes wrong."

This seemed like a reasonable idea, except that it meant
giving Vivian my number. But I did it anyway, as did
everyone else. When we finished, I told Nadia I thought I
should wear a shirt to go inside.

"Nah. If it's no shirt, no shoes, no service, we're both in
trouble, so what's the difference? Anyway, rules like that
haven't been legal for years. Can you tuck in those boxers?"

I looked down and saw that my underwear was indeed riding
higher than my shorts. "I suppose, but they'd just ride up
again. The boxers have an elastic waist and the shorts
don't. Why?"

"I just never liked it, that's all. I never liked my panties
to show, either, and that's one of the reasons I stopped
wearing them."

I stopped and looked at her, unsure of her meaning.

"Why don't you take `em off?" Nadia asked innocently.

"Here?"

"Well, you could if you want; I mean, anywhere is OK these
days. But I suppose you'd prefer the restroom. C'mon, let's
go find it."

The restroom, as usual, was near the restaurant. There were
two doors, one marked Lavatory and the other marked Out.
Inside it was one large room, with sinks, stalls, and
urinals around the walls. In the center were changing tables
and an attendant selling diapers, razors, mirrors, tampons,
aspirins, vibrators, condoms, aphrodisiacs and so forth. You
could see where a wall had previously divided the area in
half.

The stalls had no doors and walls that were only waist high.
Nevertheless, I headed for one before dropping my shorts,
removing my boxers, and then quickly pulling up my shorts
again. Nadia, meanwhile, had sat in the next stall to pee. I
saw Vivian doing her business at the other side of the room.
I peed as well, then discovered Nadia waiting for me outside
the stall.

"Give `em to me," she ordered.

"They're still good," I explained. "I'll just put `em in my
duffel bag."

"Naw, they're ugly. Don't wear `em again. Just give `em to
me." So I did, and she threw them in a trash bin.

"Much better," she remarked, running her finger somewhere
below the small of my back and the top of my butt. Now, are
you going to buy me something to drink?"

I'd sort of expected that. We found a line of vending
machines outside the restaurant, then Nadia made her
selection, I approved the purchase on my PDA, and her can of
iced tea rolled down the chute. Vivian was hanging around
too, holding a small bag of stuff she'd bought. Of course, I
had to buy her a drink as well; she selected a box of juice.
I took mineral water for myself.

                          * * * * *
                              
Ben was already back at the SUV, but the four of had to wait
a few minutes for Dan and Teah to return. Finally we were
all ready to go and Dan pulled back onto the freeway.

No sooner had we resumed than Nadia and Vivian began
stroking my thighs again. This time, however, they weren't
so careful about avoiding the space between them.

Dan had put on some music again, and Ben was reading a book.
Teah was talking about some experience years ago at girl
scout camp. Vivian was suddenly working on my waist snap,
and Nadia at my zipper. I wasn't wearing a belt. Moments
later, my dick spring out. I motioned for them to stop, but
of course they wouldn't. I didn't want to say anything out
loud; I just wanted Nadia and Vivian to stop before Dan,
Teah, or Ben noticed anything as going on.

Vivian reached into the bag of stuff she'd bought and pulled
out a large condom. Nadia was working on my shaft by then,
and Vivian put the condom over just the tip of my cock. With
the condom in place, Nadia intensified her efforts and
Vivian resumed stroking not only my thighs, but my balls as
well.

Dan glanced in the mirror a few times, but generally didn't
make eye contact. When he did, he generally seemed amused,
though it was hard to tell. Teah was still rambling on about
the girl scouts. A family with little kids passed us, but I
suppose all they saw was our heads and shoulders. At least,
I hoped so.

The situation with my cock was getting critical. I glared at
Nadia, hoping she's stop, but instead she sped up! Then
suddenly I was spurting, spurting, oh baby was I spurting! I
managed to suppress any heavy breathing, grunts, shouts, or
other sounds but even so Dan (and slightly later Ben) knew
something was up. Of course, neither of them could turn all
the way around and look without alerting Teah, so they
didn't.

When I was spent, Nadia removed the condom and tied the end
as if it were a water balloon. Vivian, meanwhile, washed me
with a moist towlette and then pulled up my zipper. Nadia
opened the window and threw out the condom. Fortunately, no
one was cumming.

"Are you three OK back there?" asked Teah at long last.

"Uh, yeah, I was just looking for my water bottle," I
replied. "I think it's rolling around somewhere."

Teah turned around at that point and noticed that my face
was flushed and my waist snap was open. A wave of
understanding crossed her face, then she turned around and
faced forward without a word.

Nadia, at that point, cleared her throat as if something was
wrong. I, of course, turned to look. Her legs were spread as
wide as the available space would allow, and her skirt was
bunched up around her waist. Her eyes, however, were staring
out the window. Then Vivian cleared her throat and I
discovered her legs were equally spread. Teah had resumed
talking about girl scouts. Nadia flapped her skirt audibly,
then Vivian put my hand inside her thigh. A moment later,
Nadia guided my hand between her legs as well.

Now, I must tell you, I was a bit conflicted at that moment.
I certainly wasn't in the habit of giving girls hand jobs,
and I had no idea how my friends in the front seat would
react if they figured out what I was doing. Which they
probably would. Then again, I owed the girls a favor, and
just the day before I'd learned a few things from Ginger in
the locker room at the Y. But the thought of touching
Vivian, especially in a private area, revolted me. But she'd
touched me moments before, and it wasn't half bad.

Slowly, gently, rhythmically I began to stroke their inner
thighs. Nadia grabbed my hand and moved it even closer to
her. Vivian placed her hand over mine and guided it onto her
slit. She was wet. I slid my other hand over Nadia and found
she was lubricating as well. Slowly and gently, I drew fluid
from their vaginas and spread it onto their clits, just as I
had with Ginger in the locker room. Both girls gasped and
Teah stopped telling her girl scout story. To be frank, it
was getting a little musky back there. Nadia and Vivian
continued looking out the window, although Nadia opened hers
a little bit. Window, that is.

Dan gave me a serious stare in the rear view window. I
slowed my ministrations and threw him a puzzled look. Then
Dan's eyebrows shot up and he returned his gaze to the road.
A few seconds later, Teah jerked in her seat as if an insect
had bitten her. Ben looked up from his book and immediately
went bug-eyed. His jaw dropped like a safe thrown out of an
airplane. A big safe.

This continued for another few mile markers, then Dan
spotted an exit coming up. "Ben, would you drive?" he asked.

Ben cleared his throat and replied weakly that he would. Dan
took the exit and a moment later, he and Ben got out of the
vehicle and changed places. Teah made the unmistakable
motion of removing her panties from under her sun dress.
Just before Dan got in the SUV, she threw them out the
doorway.

"Where am I going?" Ben asked.

"Just stay on the freeway until you get to exit 86," Dan
advised, then he and Teah got tangled up in each other.

Ben pulled back on the freeway. Dan and Teah were oblivious.
Nadia and Vivian each put an arm around my shoulders, so the
sides of their breasts rubbed against me. By then I had
three fingers in each girl: my large finger transferring
fluid and rubbing, and the next two stroking their lips.
Vivian was pressing on my hand pretty hard, so I increased
the pressure on Nadia as well.

It was hard to say exactly what Dan and Teah were doing, but
there seemed to be a lot more touching than kissing. The
scent of hot pussy was really getting thick. Then I began a
rotating motion on Nadia and she became the first to cum.
Her back arched, her eyes closed, and she screamed like a
mad woman. Ben nearly swerved out of his lane, but
fortunately recovered in time. Then it was Vivian's turn;
her body stiffened and she came off moaning, not at all like
Nadia's screaming. Both of them came once more, in similar
fashion, and then they relaxed. Vivian produced a box of
tissues from her bag of purchases at the pit stop.

Dan and Teah took a little longer, but eventually they got
each other off, too. Dan was about the reddest-face guy I've
ever seen, and it turned out Teah was a gasper. Ben
displayed more incredulity than most people encounter in a
lifetime.

                          * * * * *
                              
To his credit, reliable Ben drove safely through all this
pandemonium. At the next exit, though, Nadia told him to get
off the freeway. The area was forested, and Nadia had him
drive down the wooded highway until she spotted a side road.

"Pull in there," she instructed Ben.

"We're going to be late getting to the lake," Dan worried.

"Don't worry, this won't take long," she promised, getting
out of the vehicle.

"Ben and Teah, I think you should come with me," she urged.

"I'm all messy," Teah objected.

"Nobody's going to see you out here," Nadia promised.

Teah wasn't kidding; the whole front of her sun dress was
blotched with fluid. I think she must have used it to clean
up Dan. In any event, and with no conversation at all,
Vivian joined the group. Then within seconds all four
disappeared into the woods.

"What do you suppose this is about?" Dan asked.

"I think Ben is about to get his fair share," I replied.

"But Teah's with me!"

"Yeah, well, right now I think it's more like one for all
and all for one."

"I suppose. Hey, since when are you into back-seat stands,
Adam?"

"Just started today, Dan. How about you and Teah?"

"First time for us, too. I'll tell you what, bud, you're
never in control when Nadia's around, but you're never
bored, either. You need to change clothes?"

"No, not really. Vivian bought a condom for me back at the
pit stop. Can you believe that? She and Nadia must've had
this all planned."

"Yeah, those two are psychic. Or psycho. I guess I don't
need to change, either. Teah took it all on her dress. Who'd
have figured, huh?"

"How much longer until we get to the lake?"

"Maybe an hour. Oh, here they come. Well, Ben looks happy.
Teah looks even messier. I guess at least she kept her dress
on."

Ben was indeed happy. He was also exhausted, and paused to
lean against the vehicle. Dan and Teah started their own
conversation. As for me, I pondered what tortures Nadia and
her evil cousin might concoct next. In seconds they were
upon me.

"We felt sorry for Ben," Nadia explained.

"Why did you take Teah?" I wondered aloud.

"We didn't want you to be jealous. And anyway, she loves
wearing cum."

"What makes you think that?"

"Well, look how messy she was after doing just Dan. And then
with Ben, she insisted on catching him."

"What do you mean?"

"She knelt in from of him and made sure his stuff got all
over her dress," Vivian explained. "Look at her now.

I did, and couldn't believe my eyes. While still talking to
Dan, Teah had lifted the front of her dress to her nose! She
was breathing the vapors! This made for a really lewd scene,
and I don't think Teah was fully aware she'd done it. Then,
she tasted it! I think she'd completely forgotten her lack
of panties.

"You like the taste of pussy, Yonson?" This, of course, was
Vivian.

"I don't really know," I had to admit.

"Well, I guess you never will," she replied vaguely.

By then, Dan and Teah had returned to the SUV. "Let's go,
guys," he urged. "We're supposed to have fun at the lake
this weekend, and at this rate, we'll never get there! Brush
yourselves off before getting in the vehicle, OK?"

                          * * * * *
                              
All six of us got in our original positions, and then Dan
headed back to the freeway. The scents lingering in the
small space (and in Teah's dress) were getting a bit dank,
so we opened the windows a crack to air things out.

Dan's estimate was accurate; we rolled into Precipice Flats,
the town near the cottage, just an hour after our last stop.
"Do you want to stop for supplies now or come back later?"
Dan asked the group.

"Now," suggested Ben, and that seemed to be the consensus.

"Should we buy something for dinner, or plan on going out?"
Dan asked as he pulled into a local grocery store.

"Is there someplace near the cottage?" Teah asked.

"Yeah, a couple of roadside grills and a buffet," Dan
replied. "They're not too bad."

"Let's do that, then," Nadia proposed, and nobody objected.

By then Dan had parked, so he got out of the vehicle and
asked who wanted to go inside with him. Teah was all set to
go, stained dress and all, but the rest of us talked her out
of it. Instead, Ben and Nadia went in with Dan.

Teah turned around and knelt on the front seat, so she could
face Vivian and me in back. "So, how long have you three
been together?" she asked.

"We're not exactly together," I replied. "I knew Nadia a
couple of years ago, then we had a Coke on Tuesday. Now,
here we are. I had no idea Vivian was coming."

"Are we havin' fun yet?" Vivian asked. I presumed the
question was for Teah.

"Fun? Yes, I guess I am, but not at all the way I expected.
Whooh. I just hope my mother doesn't find out about this."

"I presume she's been aware of it at least since her wedding
day," Vivian remarked.

"No, I mean about me doing things. Oh, that was a joke,
wasn't it? I had no idea this weekend was going to be like
this, but at least I'm protected. You two are protected,
aren't you?"

"I got my injection this morning," I admitted.

"Longer than I can remember," Vivian allowed.

"Do guys do anything to make their cum so delicious?" Teah
asked.

"Like what?" I wondered.

"Well, like eat certain things, or drink scents, or
anything?"

"No, nothing like that," I replied, chucking.

"Do guys think girls smell and taste just as good?"

"Some do, some don't," Vivian commented. "Yonson here isn't
sure, yet."

"So, Vivian, you would just walk into a grocery like that,
naked, and do your shopping?"

"Sure. I'm naked everywhere. So I'm naked in the grocery
store, too."

"Well, that makes sense," Teah remarked. Then, she stopped
talking for a minute, and began scanning the edges of the
parking lot. Eventually, her eyes locked on something and
she turned around. "I'll be right back. I gotta pee," she
announced, and then she was out of the SUV.

It seemed incredible that Teah would go inside a grocery
store with her dress stained and damp as it was, but
apparently she had other plans. She headed straight for a
large panel truck that was parked against the woods! She
stayed behind the truck for a minute or so, then emerged
with her dress in worse condition than before! When she got
back to the vehicle, she grabbed the hem of her dress ,
flopped it a times, and then took her normal position in the
car. The windows were already open. Vivian sniffed and
raised an eyebrow.

Dan, Nadia, and Ben eventually returned with a shopping cart
packed with groceries, bug spray, toilet paper, paper
towels, and who knows what else. The problem, of course, was
fitting it all into the SUV. Everyone but Dan had to get in
first, and then Dan gave each of us a bag or two of stuff to
hold on our lap. This was uncomfortable, but amusing as
well. The leaves from a stalk of celery kept assaulting
Vivian's nipple.

                          * * * * *
                              
Fortunately, it was only a twenty-minute drive to the
cottage. Dan unlocked the back door and the rest of us
carried in our bags and set them on the kitchen counter.
Then, we looked around. Incredibly, Teah seemed in no hurry
to change.

I'd been to the cottage before, but not recently. It was
smaller than I remembered it, but well maintained. The floor
plan consisted of a kitchen, bathroom, dining area, living
room, sun porch, two bedrooms, and a utility room. The
couches in the living room were sofa beds. The best part, of
course, was the lake, which sparkled under the blue sky and
the sun. Parallel to the house was a garage with two
overhead doors: one facing the driveway and one leading to a
boat launch. Near the launch ramp, a dock extended into the
lake. Outside the house and near the garage were two
showerheads and a concrete slab; Dan explained these were
for rinsing off lake water.

After looking around the property, we assembled in the
living room.

"So who's sleeping where?" Ben asked no one in particular.

"I thought Teah should have the small bedroom," Dan urged.

"Maybe then Nadia and Vivian should take the large bedroom,"
suggested Ben.

"I'd rather sleep here," Nadia countered. "That way, I can
hear the lake all night. I've never been near a lake before.
I think the sound of the waves would be relaxing."

"Me, too. I was thinkin' the same thing," Vivian echoed.

Dan scratched his head. "Well, Ben. do you want to take the
large bedroom with me, then? It's a queen-sized mattress, so
we shouldn't be bumping into each other all night. Nadia and
Vivian, that doesn't give you any closet space or changing
facilities, but I guess that's OK."

Nadia and Vivian could have said, "Like a steel trap," but
they didn't need to. Their expressions said it all.

Dan recovered and continued, "Is that OK with you, Adam?
That window seat over there pulls out, so there are three
beds in here."

I wasn't thrilled about spending three nights in the same
room with Vivian but, in the interest of domestic
tranquility, I agreed. Then, Dan went outside and started
unloading the SUV. Nadia and Teah took their suitcases
first, then Dan asked me to take some life vests into the
garage and toss them in the boat. He followed me with some
seat cushions and a ski line.

Ben and Vivian were taking their bags inside as we returned.
Dan then removed his bag and a box of boat parts, and the
luggage area was empty.

"Did you see my bag?" I asked him.

"No, I didn't. Are you sure it's not in the back seat or
something?"

I looked all through the vehicle, and there was no sign of
my duffel bag. The whole situation seemed impossible; I knew
I'd loaded that bag.

"Maybe one of the others brought it in for you," Dan
suggested.

That had to be the answer, I thought. Relieved, I went
inside and called out, "Did somebody bring in my bag?" but
there was no response.

With no alternative, I began a room-to-room search. Teah,
Ben, Nadia, and Vivian each denied seeing or bringing in my
bag, and it certainly wasn't sitting around anywhere. I went
back outside and look all around the area where we'd been
unloading, and it wasn't there either!

I was livid. I was frustrated. I was ready to do weights for
about six hours. I sat on a stump, watched the lake, and
tried to figure out what to do. Then, I went inside. I found
Nadia and Vivian in a corner of the living room, having a
whispered conversation.

"Vivian, are you sure you haven't seen my bag?" I asked.

"It was a Bald Mountain sports bag, right?" she replied.

"Yes, that's right."

"Well, I remember seeing it and taking it out when I was
trying to fit all my stuff in, but I'm sure I put it back."

Suddenly, I was sick to my stomach. "What was in all those
bags of yours, anyway? Don't tell me it was clothes."

"No, it wasn't clothes. It was just towels in case we ran
short, and some blankets in case it got cold at night, and
my favorite pillow, and a teddy bear I was going to give Dan
for taking us. But don't tell him about the teddy bear, OK?
I'll give it to him when we get home."

Every cell in my body wanted to accuse Vivian of swiping my
clothes. And I was sure Nadia had played some part in it,
too. But I couldn't prove a thing, and there I was for the
three-day weekend with nothing to wear but a single pair of
shorts!

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" I confronted Nadia.

"Oh yes! The lake, the cottage, the fresh air, swimming,
boating, . What's not to enjoy?"

"You know what I mean," I retaliated. By then, the other
three had come into the living room to see what was going
on.

"I'm stuck here with nothing to wear for the whole weekend
but this pair of shorts," I explained.

"Maybe Dan or I have something that would fit you," Ben
suggested.

"I'd appreciate that, but neither of you are exactly my
size."

"Maybe you could get something in Precipice Flats," Teah
suggested.

"There aren't any real clothing stores in Precipice Flats,"
Dan regretted to inform us. "You could get a t-shirt at one
of the gift shops maybe, but that's about it. There's a mall
in Wheatfield Beach, but that's over an hour's drive each
way. And we don't have enough fuel to go today. You can't
leave a hydrogen still running when no one's around, and I
just started it a few minutes ago."

"Well, I gotta get some clothes," I persisted.

"I know. So how about this: today, just keep wearing those
shorts. That's probably what you would've done anyway. Then
later tomorrow morning, or maybe after lunch, we'll probably
go out anyway, and then you can find something else. Sorry,
man, but we're not in a big city here, you know? Things are
spread out and they're not twenty-four by seven."

"OK, tomorrow," I agreed reluctantly.

"What about the rest of the afternoon?" Ben asked.

"Well, are we all unpacked?" Dan asked.

Now as one, Nadia, Vivian, and I threw icy stares. Ben and
Teah said they were OK for the moment.

"Well, we can hang out here, or go swimming off the dock, or
go swimming at the beach, or hike around the area. Or we
could take the boat out for a ride or water skiing. Or
whatever. I should tell you, though, that today's probably
the only day that'll be good for water skiing. Saturday,
Sunday, and Monday, the lake will be too crowded." Of
course, water skiing was the consensus.

                          * * * * *
                              
Dan, Teah, and Ben all changed into swimsuits. I was just
glad Teah got out of that dress. Her new outfit was a
conservative one-piece suit with a blue floral pattern. Ben
had gray surfer shorts. Dan was the raciest with a pair of
dark green skin shorts. Nadia wore a little beach wrap-
around and Vivian, well, she was Vivian.

Ben and I opened both garage doors. The boat was an twenty
foot inboard, with the hydrogen tanks, fuel cell, and drive
motors aligned from bow to stern. Dan had us throw in a
number of items from the garage, such as life vests, tow
ropes, sun block, and skis. Meanwhile, the girls brought out
towels and a cooler full of drinks.

Dan backed the SUV up to the boat, then the three of us
worked together to connect the hitch.. When that was done,
Dan backed the trailer down the launch ramp. When the boat
was near floating, Ben crawled in with one end of a line and
I took the other end to the dock. Dan freed the clamps that
held the boat to the trailer, then freed the winch as well.
When the boat floated free, I pulled it to the dock and
secured it.

Dan pulled the trailer and the SUV back to level ground and
then, after closing the garage doors, he returned to the
dock and his camp counselor persona.

"There's sun block in the boat, everyone, and you really do
need it. There's no shade out there on the water, and you
get double-exposed because the UV reflects off the surface.
Also, everyone needs to wear a life vest at all times. If
you don't the rangers will write you a ticket."

Ben, at that point, tossed me two bottles of sun block and
kept one for himself. I tossed one bottle to Dan. A moment
later, after finding a vest that fit him, Ben threw the rest
of the vests onto the dock.

In no time at all, Nadia was standing in front of me, facing
away and dropping her skirt.

"Do me, wouldja?" she asked. "I can't reach."

"Couldn't you and Vivian do each other?" I pleaded.

"I don't like it when girls touch me," Nadia explained.

I didn't want to touch that remark, either, so I dutifully
began applying lotion to her back. She actually had a pretty
good back. I'd noticed it and even touched it before, of
course, but this time, slobbering her with lotion and
working it into her skin, I really had time to admire her
muscle tone and smoothness.

"Keep going," she urged.

"I think you can reach the rest yourself," I replied.

"Are you shy?"

So what guy wants to agree with that? Not me, surely, so I
carefully lubed up her butt, thighs, and calves. Her butt
was at least as good as her back: firm, round, pert, and
shapely all without being too large. The backs of her thighs
were smooth and muscular. Of course, as soon as I finished
her calves, she turned around and held out her arms. And so
it was that I worked lotion into her thighs, pussy, abs,
breasts, shoulders, and arms.

This gave me an opportunity to examine the rings in her
pussy lips at close quarters. They weren't much different
than earrings, really, except that they were pierced through
her outer lips. For the life of me I couldn't imagine why
anyone would do that to themselves, but I guess she had her
reasons. At least, she made me look. The rest of her pussy
was hairlessly smooth and compact, with inner lips that
didn't protrude at all.

When I got to her breasts, she ordered me to remove and
replace the nipple shields. She had a barbell post pierced
horizontally through each nipple, and the barbells kept the
shields in place. I had to pinch her nipples so the shield
could slip over one end of the barbell, then the other. Of
course, after lubing her breast, I had to repeat the
procedure to get the shield back in place. Nadia had me pick
up and hold her skirt while she stepped into it, urging me
not to get too much lotion on the fabric. But it was a
polyester that seemed unlikely to stain.

By the time I finished Nadia, Dan, Ben, and Teah were done
as well, In fact, they'd formed an audience. Nadia gave them
a little curtsy, then stepped aside as Vivian took her
place.

I should have expected that, of course, but I still couldn't
believe it was happening. "Does anyone else want to try
this?" I asked, turning around and offering the bottle.

Dan seemed interested for a moment, then Teah kicked him.
Ben was engaged in a closer examination of Nadia's nipple
shields. And so I began the terrible task. I was about to
run my hands over every loathsome inch of Vivian
Vivichelli's body.

I started, as before, with the shoulders and back. Vivian
was really too muscular for my taste, but it did give her
back an interesting texture. Her olive skin was smooth and
sleek, and the underlying tissue was firm and well defined.

Of course, her butt and thighs were muscular as well. The
butt had those dimples that body builders get, and the
thighs were firm and well defined. The thickest part was
near the middle, and not at the top. Her calf muscles were a
little manly.

In front, her thighs looked a little heavy, because of the
muscles, but she had no extra thickness around the waist.
Her abs were washboard; what else can I say? Her lower abs
were very trim, and her mons protruded without looking stuck
on.

Though lightly covered with hair, the lips of her pussy were
at once firm and delicately-formed. The inner lips protruded
just a little bit. It looked like a pretty large opening, to
tell the truth.

Her breasts were as firm as I expected. They were quite
conical, with no fold of skin beneath them. When I applied
lotion to the underside, there was very little give. Her
nipples were dark brown, well defined, and erect. The top
corner of her shoulders had little dimples. Even her neck
muscles were pronounced.

Her facial expression was confident, inquisitive, and
intimidating. With lips slightly parted, she watched me like
a hawk but gave no reaction.

With eyes locked, I rubbed more lotion onto her breasts.
This caused a quick breath and an eye movement almost too
slight to notice. Hah, made you blink, I thought. I began
rubbing the cream in circles around her nipples, then I
pinched and rolled the edges until she made a small sound. A
passing motorboat slowed down and the passengers waved.

Bit by bit I dropped one hand lower, then tested her
arousal. She was obviously lubricated with more than
sunblock, but not heavily so. Eyes still locked, I stepped a
few inches to the side and opened her slit. As I had with
Ginger at the Y, I transferred fluid from her vagina to her
clitty. This time, however, my longest finger probed deep
inside her and my thumb did the work outside.

Slowly and forcibly I continued working her delicate tissue.
Although her gaze never wavered, she began undulating in
rhythm with my hand. Her vagina loosened further and I
closed my hand, driving the inner wall in the direction of
her stiff clitoris. Her entire body stiffened, then she
gasped, then her hips shook and she cried out, "Yes," over
and over again. On and on it went, until it seemed she might
fall over. To stabilize her, I moved my upper hand to her
back. All the while, our eyes remained locked. Finally, her
orgasm subsided and she stood still.

"Too bad you wear pants, Yonson," she spat. And it was true:
I had an erection that could beat a space shuttle ready for
launch. "Where'd you learn that?"

"Bathroom wall," I replied.

"How deep is the water out here?" she asked Ben.

"Six feet."

"I hope this stuff is waterproof, Yonson. Otherwise, you'll
need to start over." And with that, she jumped into the
lake.

The other four stood transfixed. "Well?" I asked.

"It's waterproof," Dan replied.

Unceremoniously I rubbed what was left of the sun block over
my chest, arms, and legs. Ben quickly oiled my back, then I
tried on a life vest. Dan helped me adjust it.

A minute later, Vivian did her Bond girl imitation, climbing
the dock ladder and then stretching while the sun glittered
off her wet skin. Dan tossed me a vest, and I in turn tossed
it to Vivian. It was a new women's model that didn't weigh
on the breasts, but even so Vivian had a lot of trouble
adjusting it to be comfortable. But she never asked for help
and never got any. Nadia has less trouble but I helped her
anyway.

                          * * * * *
                              
"So much for preliminaries," announced Dan, stepping into
the boat and taking the captain's position. "Let's go!" So
naturally we all got in, Dan started the engine, and off we
went.

For starters, Dan gave showed us some nearby points of
interest: the beach near the cottage, the town of Precipice
Flats, an estate owned by a rock star, a cliff where Indian
maidens supposedly jumped to their death if they lost in
love. The entire north shore was part of a national forest
and wildlife preserve, and was therefore off-limits to
developers and vacationers alike.

Next, we each took turns piloting the boat for five or ten
minutes. Other boaters waved at us, and especially at Nadia
and Vivian.

After we tired of just cruising around, Dan headed for a
quiet bay, cut the engine to idle, and shifted the
propellers into neutral. "Anyone want to try skiing?" he
asked.

I, of course, volunteered first. I was easily the best
swimmer and I'd water-skied before. No one had any
objections, so I kicked off my shoes and then Dan and Ben
helped adjust the skis to my feet.

Dan gave everyone a quick lesson in hand signals, then asked
for a spotter. Nadia volunteered. Ben threw the skis behind
the boat and got ready to feed me the tow line. Dan sat at
the wheel, and Nadia took a standing position next to him,
facing backwards and leaning on the instrument panel. I dove
into the water, intending to head for the skis and slip them
on.

Once I was in the water, however, something felt weird. At
first I thought it was the lake water or the waves, but then
I reached down and discovered the awful truth. Somewhere
between the boat and my present position, I'd lost my
shorts!

I kicked and flailed around a bit, hoping to find my shorts,
but there was no sign of them. Then I worked my way back to
the boat, watching and feeling for anything that felt like
fabric. No joy. Finally, I was back at the boat, supporting
myself from the gunwale, still scanning the area.

"Is everything OK?" asked Ben.

"My shorts came off," I admitted. There was no point beating
around the bush.

"Are you sure?" Ben asked.

"What kind of question is that?" I responded, somewhat
annoyed. But just to play out the act, I reached down and
grabbed where my waistband should have been. Of course, no
one in the boat could see through the lake water. I knew
because Vivian kept looking.

"Well, whadya gonna do, man?" Ben asked.

"Whadya mean?"

"Well, you can get in the boat, ski, or tread water for the
rest of your life. Except I don't think treading water is
really an option."

I wasn't about to go water skiing naked, waving (so to
speak) at nearby boats. "Let me in the boat," I decided.

"Don't you need to get used to this?" Nadia inquired. "You
know, for swim team."

"I'll deal with that some other time," I replied.

"When does the team start? You know, like practices, or
meets, or workouts, or anything?"

"Workouts probably start Tuesday or Wednesday," I admitted.

"So, skinny dipping today is a major problem, but in four or
five days, you're going to be fine with it."

"That's the plan. Can I get in the boat now?"

"And three of those days are going to be here at the lake,"
Nadia pointed out.

"Exactly. Is there a towel or something in there?"

At that, everyone looked around the boat. Then Nadia held up
a beach towel.

"Look, Adam, this is a bummer and all that, but there's no
point talking about it all day," Dan urged. "Get the skis,
would you, and let the next person try?"

He was right, of course, so I fetched the skis, handed them
into the boat, and then I climbed into the boat as well. Of
course, Nadia wouldn't toss me the towel! No, I had to
balance my way across the boat and take it from her. For a
moment everyone got an eyeful, then I fastened the towel
around my waist and sat in the back corner.

"Who's next?" Dan asked.

"I'll go," Ben said. He and Dan adjusted the skis and threw
them behind the boat, then Ben jumped in-feet first-and
slipped his feet into the skis. Dan, meanwhile, had taken
the controls.

"Someone needs to throw Ben the tow line," Dan shouted over
the engine noise. None of the girls made a move, so I
gathered my courage, stood up, tossed the line in Ben's
general direction, and immediately lost my towel! And not
only that, but my toss had missed!

First things first, I recovered my towel and quickly put it
on. But of course, it fell back off as I was reeling in the
line for the second toss. Knowing I was beat, I finished
reeling in the line and then threw it to Ben stark naked.
That attempt worked, so I quickly gathered my towel and sat
down again. The others were giggling but I ignored them.

Ben signaled that he was ready, and Dan edged the boat
forward until the line was taut. Then, Dan gunned the
engine, Ben lost his grip, and the line went flying.
Fortunately, I was able to pull in the line from my seated
position. Then, when Dan came about for a second attempt, I
stood up, threw the line to Ben, and promptly lost my towel
again!

We repeated the same cycle, including me losing my towel,
three or four times until Ben finally got up. The boat
pulled him along for about thirty seconds, during which he
crossed the boat's wake and took air a couple of times.
Finally, of course, he wiped and we had to start over again.

Ben had a couple more false starts, but a couple of good
runs as well. Then, Dan asked if any of the girls wanted to
try. There were no takers, so Dan decided to go himself. I
don't think he trusted Ben at the controls, though, because
he asked me to take the wheel.

This meant I had to move from the back of the boat to the
front, but after all Dan had done for us, I didn't want to
keep him out of the water. So, I gathered my courage and
gingerly worked my way to the helm. Somebody pulled at the
towel as I passed Teah and Vivian, but when I turned around
they both smiled innocently.

Dan, meanwhile, dove into the water and put on the skis. I
sat at the controls with Nadia standing next to me, still in
her spotter position.

"You really have nothing to worry about," she remarked,
patting me on the shoulder. "I like the way you look."

"I look the same as always," I told her.

"Yeah, but who knew?"

Just about then, Dan signaled ready and it was time to
drive. After a couple of attempts, I managed to pull him out
of the water without pulling the line out of his hands.
Then, I learned that as his water resistance decreased, I
had to back off and then reaccelerate. Nadia was actually a
pretty good spotter.

"Killer tan you've got there, Adam," she remarked. Following
her gaze revealed two things. First, once again my towel had
slipped away. Second, I had a perfect overall tan!

I wanted more than anything on earth to reach down and pull
up my towel, but Dan was in the middle or a long run and I
had to keep my hands on the wheel.

"I had my pigmentation adjusted this morning," I explained
to Nadia. "I guess that kicks in really fast."

"Are you sure you haven't been sunbathing just a little
bit?" she probed.

"How would. You mean sunbathing naked? No, I can guarantee
you, not even a little bit."

"Well, you need some sun block, then."

Nadia stroked my newly-tanned hip, and I instantly grew
erect. Hugely erect! So much so that Nadia reached down to
touch it! But fortunately, she was keeping an eye on Dan as
well.

"Oh, Dan's down. You better to go back and get him. See,
there!"

Naturally, I cut power, swung the boat around, and pulled up
to where Dan was treading water. "Good run, dude!" exclaimed
Ben.

"Yeah, that was some run. Good driving there, Adam!" Dan
shouted. "Who's next?"

"I'm ready to try," Nadia announced. "Adam needs some sun
block, then I want him to help me with my skis and drive for
me. Adam, stand up."

I really had no desire to stand up at that moment,
especially with my massive erection. But with the towel
constantly slipping off, I probably did need protection from
the sun. So in the end, so to speak, I stood up and let
Nadia butter my behind. Then, she turned me around and
slobbered up my hips and cock. Especially my cock. My
erection, of course, grew even more intense.

Left to her own devices, I think Nadia would have rubbed in
sun block for the rest of the afternoon. I, however, had no
desire to become a spectacle. So the moment she took her
hands off me, I donned my towel and walked to the center of
the boat. The towel, unfortunately, did little to hide my
massive erection.

Dan got back into boat and found a smaller set of skis for
Nadia. Of course, when I knelt down to adjust them, my towel
fell away for the fiftieth time of the afternoon. Nadia got
the premier rod shot, but Dan and Teah were watching as
well. Dan just looked away but Teah was fascinated! She
couldn't take her eyes off me!

With Nadia's skis adjusted, I took my position at the helm,
this time placing the towel across my lap. Dan gave Nadia
some basic instruction, then pronounced her ready. Teah
volunteered to spot.

In a flash, Nadia handed Vivian her wrap around and then
jumped into the water and swam astern. Ben threw Nadia the
line, and when Nadia signaled ready, I accelerated.

I didn't gun the motors as much as I had for Dan but even
so, the tow line flew out of Nadia's hands. We gave it
another try. And another. And another. Finally, after about
the sixth attempt, Dan jumped in the water and swam over to
coach Nadia.

We were all waiting for the Nadia's ready signal when Teah
swiped my towel! "What's up?" I asked, quickly turning my
attention to her.

"You are," Teah explained, and it was true. I was still
erect from before. "I just love the way you look you without
that towel. And you look really foolish with it, you know.
With the, ah, towel, I mean. Oh, Nadia's ready!"

I tried pulling Nadia up once again, and the result was
easily her best attempt so far. But she still lost the line
and we had to cycle through the procedure again.

"You want me to prance around he boat naked?" I asked Teah.

"Well, yeah," she replied. "I really like the way you look.
To see you with clothes, or that foolish towel, and then
now, I mean, I had no idea!"

"Well, I think it's embarrassing. Especially with this
erection you keep staring at."

"Adam, I love the way that looks, too. Ooh, look, you're
oozing." And at that, she touched the head of my cock,
lifted a drop with her finger, and tasted it.

"You're supposed to be here with Dan," I reminded her.

"Yeah, I am, but it's OK to look, isn't it?"

"Touching and tasting aren't part of looking, Teah."

Nadia almost got up, but then she fell forward. She was
getting close.

"What's OK between you and Dan is up to you and Dan," I
remarked. "But I'm not going to shaft one of my best
friends."

"Well, he's bouncing around in the water with Nadia, and
touching her, and she's naked," Teah pointed out.

"Teah, I really don't like being naked."

"But I do. Like you being naked, I mean. And so do Nadia and
Vivian. I can see it. If you won't do it for me, will you do
it for them?" She picked up another drop and had another
taste.

Just then Nadia signaled ready, and this time she got all
the way up. She didn't have a long run, but even so it was a
success. We came about to pick her up, and she decided she'd
had enough and got back in the boat. Vivian returned her
wrap-around.

"Where do you go to the bathroom out here?" Teah asked.

"In the water or over the side," I replied. "There might be
a bucket you could use but it all works out the same."

Teah lifted another drop from my cock head and smeared it on
her swimsuit. Then, she asked no one in particular, "Can I
be next?" And walked away with my towel! She handed it to
Vivian, who promptly used it as a seat cushion.

Dan stayed in the water to coach Teah, and Nadia reclaimed
her position as spotter. Of course, like everyone else, Teah
didn't get up on the first attempt.

"What happened to your towel?" Nadia asked while Teah was
learning the ropes.

"Teah took it. She thinks I look better without it."

"You do," Nadia stated firmly.

"You're not just saying that to mess with me, are you?"

"Adam, I would never do that. Just look at you! If there was
ever a hunka hunka burnin' love, it's gotta be you. You got
the hair, you got the face, you got the pecs, you got the
abs, you got the hard-on; what's not to like?"

Teah got up on the fourth attempt, and again on the fifth.
But that was enough for her, so she and Dan both got back in
the boat.

"Anybody else?" Dan asked.

"I'll go," said Vivian, much to my surprise. "But I want
Yonson here to throw the tow line."

The instant Vivian got up, Teah naturally repossessed my
towel. I could have found another one, I suppose, but
instead I decided to test what Teah had said. I figured if
Nadia and Vivian were putting on an act, I'd see through it.
Vivian swam out to the starting position with surprisingly
strong strokes.

It was pretty weird standing there naked, my hard-on waving
in the breeze, and throwing the tow line to a naked girl in
the water. Nadia and Teah seemed to be enjoying the show;
I'll grant them that much. But then, once she had the rope,
Vivian motioned for me to come out and coach her. She knew I
was no water skiing expert, but I swam out anyway, wondering
what she had in mind.

"I thought you might need to pee," Vivian remarked when I
reached her. "You know, with you doing that statue of
liberty number there on the boat."

"It's hard when I have an erection like this," I admitted.

"Yeah, I know. C'mere." And when I did, she grabbed the
object of our discussion.

"Don't tread water," she instructed me. "Just let the vest
keep you up. You wanna be facing the boat or away?"

"Uh, away," I replied, realizing I was giving her permission
to proceed with some evil plan. Vivian Vivichelli. I
couldn't believe it.

She started by massaging my cock with the hand that already
had it. Then, she pulled me toward her, squeezing my cock
between our abs. With her hand still on my back, she locked
her legs around mine, so that each passing wave rolled us
against each other. It was very odd, feeling blood rush to
my organ with water all around it. The pressure was
mounting, mounting, mounting! A warning spasm drew lake
water into my piss hole: a very strange feeling indeed. I
held Vivian's back, but everything else was out of reach.
She watched the people on the boat at least as much as she
did me.

 From time to time, a wave covered us and we had to pause for
air. Then, we seemed to hit some kind of plateau. Vivian
grabbed my thighs, and lifted me until a few inches of my
cock were above water. Then, she pounced.

It was the most fantastic sensation of my young life. Her
wet, slippery mouth engulfed the head of my cock and the
most sensitive part of its base. Then she worked her lips on
me, worked her throat on me, and worked her tongue on my
sensitive spot. The lake water was flowing around my chest,
my back, my butt, my thighs, my balls. A wave rolled over us
but Vivian maintained her pace. Then she grabbed my butt and
I went to heaven. This was surely the most powerful eruption
of my life! On and on it went, me pumping cum and Vivian
swallowing what she could. But I shot more than she could
hold and it ended up on her face, on her neck, on her chest,
and in her hair. On and on I pumped, then finally it was
over. Vivian washed herself off by dunking underwater. I
finally relaxed and took a piss. Then, I looked at Vivian in
a whole new way.

"Bathroom wall," she explained, then she waved at the boat
and signaled ready. Dan was a little slow accelerating the
boat, but Vivian lifted on the first attempt. Then she
completed a five-minute run, including several high jumps
and a couple of flips. By hand signals, she directed Dan
back to my position, then dropped one ski and took another
pass. Finally, she returned to my position, dropped the line
and came to rest a few feet away.

"Lemme guess. Bathroom wall." I suggested.

"Something like that. For a couple of summers, I lived with
an uncle who gave lessons. Of course, other than that, he
was just a beach bum. So, you gonna try again?"

"Those skis aren't adjusted."

"Tell you what, Yonson; I think between the two of us, we
can figure this out. Here, try this." She opened the binding
on one ski about an inch and had me try it on. It was
perfect. I adjusted the other ski and got it on the second
try.

I knew I wasn't going to match Vivian's performance, but I
wanted to come as close as I could. Vivian swam back to the
boat, then I got up on the second try. I completed three
good runs, ending with a pretty good jump and a spectacular
wipeout. The wipeout shook me up a bit and I decided to call
it quits.

"Not too shabby, dude," Dan cheered as I returned to the
boat.

"Go, Adam," shouted Nadia.

"Good run," encouraged Ben.

"You have possibilities, Yonson" remarked Vivian. By then, I
was climbing the ladder into the boat.

"Looking good," gushed Teah, still guarding my towel and
staring at my cock. It was erect again.

"You're sure about that?" I asked.

"Oh yes," said Teah, not speaking exactly to my face.

"Rock on, Adam," said Nadia. "Gotta practice for swim
practice, you know."

"Eh?" said Vivian, raising one eyebrow and shrugging.

"Girls!" remarked Dan, shaking his head. He showed no
inclination to trade his suit for a breeze.

"Not much you can do about it, man," Ben said. "Those shorts
are history, that's for sure."

"We ought to be get moving," Dan urged. "There's no point
getting back and docking the boat after dark. Does anybody
need a little swim before we leave?"

Does anybody need to pee, he meant. Ben jumped directly into
the water, but Teah came up to Dan and whispered a question
in his ear. After receiving a whispered response, she
removed her life vest, jumped in the water, handed Dan her
suit, faced away from us, paused a couple of minutes, then
put on her suit, climbed into the boat, and put on her vest.

It took about forty-five minutes to get back to the cottage,
then another thirty minutes to pull the boat out of the
water and secure it in the garage. Dan assured us this was
necessary because of vandals, thieves, and bad weather.

                          * * * * *
                              
Pulling the boat out of the water wasn't too weird because
by then it was dusk. Going into the cottage was much
stranger because it was a family place, because the lights
were on, and because Dan, Ben, and Teah were changing for
dinner. Nadia, of course, had probably taken less than ten
seconds to change, and was sitting with Vivian on a living
room couch. I really didn't know what to do, so I just sat
down. I was still erect, now at an upward angle. It seemed
very odd being erect that long, and having everyone know it.

"Maybe I should just skip dinner," I pondered, giving my
member a flick.

"Didn't you have an injection this morning?" Nadia asked. "A
lot of stuff goes on in your system after that. You need
food. And not the junk food we bought at the grocery store
this afternoon."

"We'll, this is weird sitting here naked while the others
get dressed," I remarked.

"Gee, ya think?" questioned Vivian.

"Well, how am I going to walk into a restaurant like this?"
I asked.

"Left, right, left, right?" suggested Vivian.

"It'd be much worse to wear a towel or sheet," Nadia
observed.

"Look, Yonson, I deal with this all the time. It's OK to be
naked. They made it legal. Everywhere. Nobody can kick you
out or make a fuss about it. If they do, you can sic a
lawyer on `em."

"I'd rather just wear clothes. And get rid of this
erection."

"Well, those are the breaks, Yonson. And once a day is my
limit."

"Adam, I'm telling you again, I really like the way you
look," Nadia urged. "Better than with clothes. And that
erection looks fantastic on you. Could it be from your
injection? Maybe you should call the doctor in the morning."

"Is it painful?" Vivian asked.

"No."

"Well then, it's probably from your injection. They can fix
it so being hard all the time isn't bad for you. But did you
ask for that? To be hard all day?"

"No."

"Well, call `em in the morning, then. But I gotta admit, it
looks good on you."

Ben and Dan came in about then, and gave the three of us a
good look. Dan was wearing a Dhrystone Lake polo shirt and
cotton pants; Ben wore a t-shirt and jeans.

"Are you really going through with this, Adam?" Ben asked.

"It's this or go hungry," I explained.

"Aren't you going to feel weird?" he continued.

"Maybe it won't be crowded," I tried convincing myself.

Teah emerged a few minutes later wearing a white knit
sleeveless top and a short denim skirt. Minutes later, we
were in the car, on our way to a restaurant, with three of
us in the back seat wearing a total of one miniskirt. And
the one in the miniskirt sure wasn't me.

                          * * * * *
                              
For dinner, Dan suggested the local buffet he'd mentioned
earlier. With no real knowledge of the area, the rest of us
agreed.

The place turned out to be Biff's All-You-Can-Eat Buffet,
and of course it was packed with people who'd driven up for
the weekend. Dan dropped the girls and me at the door, then
he and Ben headed for a parking space that was probably in
the next county.

I couldn't believe I was standing outside, stark naked, in a
restaurant parking lot. It helped somewhat to remember that
Vivian was naked, and that Nadia was nearly so. In addition,
a few of the people already waiting from tables were naked.
Not most, not many, but at least a few.

A naked hostess was working the outdoor podium, giving out
places in line. I told her we wanted a table for six.

"Were you planning to go in naked like that?" the hostess
asked. This was a problem I didn't need.

"Well, yeah, there was some confusion and my duffel bag got
left at home," I explained. "Then I lost my shorts on the
lake this afternoon, and I guess there's no place open that
would have something my size, ."

"OK, well, there's a 15% discount for naked patrons,"
explained the hostess. Are all six people naked? We'll check
again at the door."

"Uh, three of us," I claimed, figuring Nadia was close
enough.

The hostess synced my PDA number into the restaurant's
system, then I paid for three naked and three clothed and
went on the waiting list. "Thirty-six minutes," my PDA said.

"I like the way you look," remarked the hostess.

Though the entry doors I saw a tiny lobby filled with hot
sweaty people jostling and bumping into each other. Given my
utterly naked and highly erect condition, that hardly seemed
the place to be. So instead we waited outside, in full view
of anyone driving down the highway.

At least we had company. Among the waiting customers, there
were several as naked as Vivian and me. A few more, like
Nadia, were wearing less than customary outfits. One entire
family was naked. The kids were playing on a jungle gym. I
kept telling myself it was this or give up the swim team.

Dan and Ben showed up about ten minutes later and split the
bill with me. It was a beautiful evening, perhaps
accentuated by the touch of a warm breeze all over my body.
We talked and joked for quite a while about our escapades on
the lake.

Eventually my PDA announced that our table was ready.
Somehow we traversed the crowded lobby with dignity intact,
then the inside hostess checked our reservation.

"It says three naked here," the hostess stated.

"Yeah, there's me and these two girls," I pointed out.

"OK, well miss, you need to get rid of that skirt or pay
full price," the hostess told Nadia.

"I'm sorry," I apologized to Nadia. "I guess I didn't
understand the rules." Then I told the hostess to charge
full price through my PDA.

"No don't," Nadia interrupted, casually removing her skirt.
"I'll just throw this over the back of my chair. It seems
warm in here anyway."

The hostess didn't seem entirely convinced, but nevertheless
she led us to a round table with six chairs. Nadia and
Vivian sat on either side of me, with Dan, Teah, and Ben
across.

Going through the salad bar started like a scene from a
nightmare. There I was, walking through a crowded restaurant
stark naked, getting in line with other people, my flagrant
erection in plain view for all to see. People were staring
at me, too, and I could tell some of them disapproved.

In front of me, however, were Vivian and Nadia with their
tits, pussies, shoulders, backs, butts, and thighs all in
full view. As they reached in for lettuce, toppings, or
dressings their breasts swayed and their legs flexed. And
they were as little concerned as if they were fully clothed.
A pair of girls on the other side of the serving table were
watching me closely and smiling a lot.

As I walked back to our table, an older couple looked up at
me and reacted with a mix of disgust and exasperation. But
then I noticed a few happy naked families, a few naked
couples apparently on dates, a scattering of other naked
people throughout the room. But it still felt awfully weird
when I bumped my dick on the table, and when I set my bare
butt on the chair seat.

"So Adam, how's it going?" Teah asked.

"Weird, " I replied. "I guess it's better than going hungry,
though."

"I like the way you look, Adam," Teah encouraged. Dan,
however, rolled his eyes. He was definitely starting to get
annoyed with Teah, with me, or both.

By the time I finished my salad, things were starting to get
critical. For one thing, I needed badly to take a piss. For
another, my dick was starting to ooze pre-cum. With as much
dignity as possible, I excused myself and headed for the
restrooms.

Of course, the restaurant had remodeled and there was only
one large restroom. And the stalls were open, with low walls
and no doors. The evening was starting to feel like a
nightmare again. I thought for a moment about going outside
and finding a nice spot behind a dumpster.

Then, in the back corner, I noticed a tall, thin, oriental
girl. She was wearing only a sports bra; her tennis skirt
was on the floor. And she was off in her own world,
masturbating with a vengeance.

Desperate, I took the stall next to her and tried to bring
myself off quickly. But suddenly, she noticed what I was
doing and stepped into my stall!

"I like the way you look," she panted, then she put one hand
on my cock and the other behind my back. I reciprocated and
in no time at all, we brought each other off. Clearly, we
were both on hair triggers! Then silently, the girl took her
skirt in her clean hand and headed to a sink where she
washed up and got dressed. I peed, then washed at a
different sink. A few people had gathered to watch, but they
dispersed. Several of the younger women grinned expectantly.
One told me she liked the way I looked.

Composing myself and ignoring all instincts to check my fly,
I reentered the restaurant. Ben was in the entr,e line and I
fell in behind him. Already, my dick was getting hard again.
Then I spotted the oriental girl on the other side of the
serving table!

Fortunately, we were of like minds. We ignored each other.
Ben, however immediately began babbling.

"Lavi!" he exclaimed. "Hi, Lavi. Adam, this is Lavender Liu.
She goes to Outer Midlands High School. I know her from
work. Lavi, this is my friend Adam"

"Nice to meet you, Adam," Lavi replied smoothly. "But Ben,
what a surprise! What brings you to Precipice Flats?"

"Some friends and I came up for the weekend," Ben explained.

"Me, too!" Lavi gushed. "I was supposed to meet my friends
here but they haven't arrived yet. Would you like to sit
with me?"

"Uh, sure," Ben replied. "Do you mind, Adam?"

"No, go ahead," I decided. "Lavi, nice to meet you. You seem
like an interesting person."

"The pleasure was half mine," she replied

When I got back to our table, Teah told me again that she
liked the way I looked.

"Thanks, Teah, but aren't you with Dan this weekend?" I
replied.

"Well, yeah, but, you know, this is new for me too, seeing
you like, uh, that, and, . But yes, I'm here with Dan." And
with that, she gave Dan a hug and a kiss.

Nadia and Vivian returned with their plates a few seconds
later, and we all dug in. The food actually wasn't too bad,
considering the size of the place the number of people
flowing through it. About the time we finished, Ben and Lavi
appeared.

"Hi, guys," Dan began. "Uh, Lavi and I are leaving together.
We'll meet you at the cottage. Is that OK?"

"Sure," we all said in unison. I had a feeling Ben as in for
a good time.

Teah, Vivian, and Nadia all went to the washroom together,
providing me a moment to speak with Dan.

"Look, Dan, I want to apologize for all the attention Teah
is giving me. She's a nice girl and all that, but she's here
with you and I'm not trying to muscle in. I wish she'd get
off that kick of hers."

"I know, Adam, and I don't hold this against you in any way.
You're gonna attract a lot of attention from a lot of girls
being, uh, the way you are now. Anyway, we're gonna get you
some clothes tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah, that's the plan. I do have to get used to this,
though. It's either that or give up the swim team. Uh, look,
have you considered doing something that would get Teah's
attention?"

"Like what?"

"Well, we know she likes to look at guys."

Dan was one hundred percent blank stare.

"Well, look, I gotta use the restroom again," I continued.
"Let's go."

When I returned to the restroom, a small crowd formed around
me. Dan threw me a puzzled look, but I ignored him and the
crowd as well. I also managed to pee without relieving
myself first. Then, we met the girls outside, walked to the
car, and headed back to Dan's cottage.

                          * * * * *
                              
Back at the cottage, Ben and Lavi were clearly going at it
in the large bedroom. The door was closed but the sounds
were unmistakable. They were loud, too: so loud that the
five of us went out on the patio to talk.

There was an outdoor light near the patio door, but Dan
didn't turn it on. Instead, he dropped his shorts and sat on
the glider next to Teah. When she realized what Dan had done
Teah stood up and undressed as well. The night was so dark
that none of us could really see each other, but the shadows
told all.

We talked about our long day for a little while, but Dan and
Teah quickly dropped out of the conversation. The sounds I
heard from the glider were mostly gasps, giggles, and
sliding skin. Vivian pulled her chair close to mine and
Nadia knelt on a towel in front of me. Vivian touched the
back of my neck while I touched hers and Nadia stroked my
thighs. Every few minutes, Vivian and I focused our
attentions lower: collarbone, nipple, ribs, abs, sex. Nadia
was fully between my thighs, engulfing as much of my
engorged cock as her mouth would allow. Vivian worked on the
rest.

Dan and Teah seemed to erupt in a minor explosion, then they
rinsed in the outdoor shower and went inside. I erupted a
few minutes later, but the girls weren't done with me. They
silently washed me in the outdoor shower, then led me into
the living room.

Dan and Teah had gone in the small bedroom and closed the
door. Vivian opened the largest sofa bed, then Nadia dropped
her skirt and sat on the edge with me. Vivian turned off the
lights and took the opposite side. Nadia and I kissed, then
she reversed herself and pulled my head toward her. We
kissed upside down, then Nadia guided my lips to her
breasts. At the same time, Vivian gently stroked my hips and
butt.

Kissing Nadia's nipple shields didn't do much of either of
us, so I quickly moved to her abs. Her musky smell was clear
at that point. Nadia kept pushing my shoulders downward, and
it was clear what she wanted me to do. I kissed her belly
button; I kissed her lower abs; I kissed her mons; I kissed
her piercings; I kissed her sex. Nadia jumped for a second,
then pushed my head deeper. Using first my lips, then my
tongue, I probed the folds of her crotch. Ever flicking back
and forth, up and down, my tongue found her vagina and
tasted woman for the first time. The thought of what I was
doing excited me even more than the taste or smell.

Nadia was writhing and moaning, but clearly at some kind of
plateau. Vivian was sucking my cock by then, but paused to
pushed my head up a bit. This, I quickly realized, was to
put me over Nadia's clitoris. I found it, gently opened her
lips with my hands, and worked it in every direction with my
tongue. Nadia's reactions grew and grew, as did my
attentions, until Nadia let loose with the scream of a
lifetime. I didn't let up, though; I worked and worked her
clitty until Nadia was clearly and totally spent. Then,
Vivian intensified the magic at her end and I erupted. She
drained me exquisitely, totally, and without spilling a
drop. Then, fair being fair, I began kissing her thighs and
hips.

"That's OK, Yonson," she whispered. "I wouldn't want you to
hurt yourself."

Outside, we had to wait for Dan and Teah to finish rinsing
off again. When they were dry, they returned to the small
bedroom and, by all evidence, continued their lovemaking.

The three of us washed and dried each other, then went
inside and fell asleep to the rhythm of Ben and Lavi still
going at it.

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