Carrie-Anne the stradded the guy. I coule see her breasts moving up and down as she rode him - I remembered seeing her sunbathing a few times in her g...arden and admired her breasts then. I was stroking myself, thinking how good it would be to be fucking that hot girl when I realised that Carrie was looking straight into my study and couldn't help but notice me staring in at them. I hurriedly left the room and turned off the light.The next day I was back in my study when I got a text message. I. We’ve even gone to a nudist camp together but never told mom. She’d totally freak out if she knew.” She laughed. “I’m not as romantically in love with him the way Lindsay is, but I don’t mind snuggling up naked with him.” She snickered, “I even like how I can give him a hard-on; historically I’ve left it to Lindsay to do something with it.”“That doesn’t bother you?”“Not a bit. In fact, I get very aroused watching them make love. I’ve been in their bed when they’ve been fucking, but not joined. ”“Which is why your friends have no trouble with your being religious - you don’t rub their noses in it.”“What good would that do? Honestly, it doesn’t even make sense, in addition to being the exact opposite of what Jesus did! Remember when we were talking to Glenda and I quoted Mahatma Gandhi? ‘I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ.‘ Truer words have never been spoken.”“But not you.”“Except I fail to live up to the perfection, and as. Our classes started and we didn’t talk about this that day.Next day Sebastian came and sat next to me and when I asked him where the others were he said they would be a bit late because they had overslept. He didn’t look rested either. His eyes were weary and he looked sleepy.“What’s the matter?” I asked. He shook his head. He patted my hand and I felt the same tingling I felt yesterday. I felt guilty because I had never had gay thoughts before. But I liked his soft hand on me. I touched his.