Anything to register an attitude about what she said. But there was nothing. As he watched her he could almost feel the texture of her skin on the pad...s of his fingers. “Hm. Strange.” “What is?” “The fact that you let someone who’s nothing to you tell you who you can or can’t…fuck…or whatever.” “Ain’t so strange if you’re me.” “And who’s that, exactly? You, I mean.” “Just a girl. Nothin’ much.” He tilted his head and regarded her. “You sure about that?” “Pretty much.” He nodded. “I. Thefemale voice, when displaying emotion in this way has a verypleasurable reaction in my maleness. Why is this? Is this why menderive some pleasure out of teasing women? It just seemed cruel beforebut now I see some logic to it." But Suzy was not here to torture Danfor that was not her goal. She leaned forward enough to make eyecontact and assured him, "Do not be concerned. I am exploring anddiscovering but I am not here to hurt you. Just one more tickle fornow." She gently squeezed his waist. I stirred and he switched off the TV, as I pretend woke up and came around to reality. "God I must have dozed off", I said, as I sat upright, then got up unsteadily to my feet, to go to bed.He followed me to the bathroom and saw I was OK, said "Goodnight", and went into his bedroom and closed the door.I went to bed with mixed feelings, I was feeling like a real shit for ruining his wank, and very hormonal and horny, I was on the verge of going into his bedroom and letting him have the relief he. .. who happens to have a fantasy about an orgy with cheerleaders.”“Don’t we all?” I said, half joking, half not. We shared a laugh. “Is that why you want to know about camp?” I asked.He nodded. Then he emptied his beer in one long pull. “I can’t imagine Abby at a nudist camp. And I definitely can’t imagine her with another girl. I mean, she won’t even have sex in public, even where no one could possibly see us.” He shook his head and stared into space. “I just don’t feel it, man.”“What are you.