It would be a little awkward, as I still had my penis and balls so I couldn't get too excited in public.It was the summer, and I had got myself a job ...as a guidance councellor at a camp and so if any ladies needed anything I would be there. Sure enough, they came.Lots and lots of pretty, sexy girls. Would I be able to control myself?One day, I was out by the lake in the woods when Jessica Davis walked up to me. "Hey, Liz, can I talk to you?" she asked. That was the name I'd given myself.I turned. " Have I been that naughty?"I nodded."Don't ask questions. There's a desk over there. Bend over it."She sauntered over to the desk, shaking her buttocks as she walked, the miniskirt swaying side to side revealing the sexy red thong she wore underneath. She bent over the desk and held onto the ledge on the other side and glanced playfully back at me. She shook her ass more blatantly, enticing me, and I walked over to her.I held her back down with my left hand feeling the thin material of her. I originally had hoped to lay some basic sex education groundwork but that got totally bypassed.”“I guess some of that is necessary but it appears the hands-on approach is working so well that I would just stick with that.”“I also have had some second thoughts that I have moved too fast. What transpired at our first session was a lot to throw at a young boy all at once. It was all so easy for him that I am concerned that he might feel that sex with any woman, or girl, is more available to him. Now the parking lot was filled with cars waiting with varying degrees of patience to pull out. Just over 100 yards away was my own car, parked right next to the gravel path that led to the bandstand.“Well ladies, today is your lucky day. I am going to run to that gray car over there and put my sax in the trunk and then get in. If you want to follow me after I get about half way there, you can throw your instruments in the trunk and get a ride back once the traffic clears.They both thanked me.