I like the kissing. I like feeling the warmth and closeness of his body. I just don’t want anything more from him. Yes, I’m a freak.Oh, God! Why d...id I say all that to Kate. I am a freak, and she knows it. At least I didn’t tell her about the handjobs, but telling her I was virgin was bad enough. How can I look at her again? There is something about her that makes me trust her. Maybe because she seems so open herself. That smile of hers, that laugh she has?it’s infectious.And Kate’s a beautiful. Nadia was still asleep.First I drank some water, then splashed some on my face, then dampened a cloth and rubbed it in. That felt better. After a few minutes on the toilet, I was good to go. Carefully and quietly I tiptoed down the hall, down the stairs, and out to the driveway where Nadia sat waiting in the jeep."Did you take all your maps?" I asked Nadia."Yeah, they're right here," Nadia indicated. I threw my roll next to hers, covered them so they wouldn't blow away, and told my PDA to start. "Is this your first time in a place like this?" She just nodded. " It's OK, we're all here for the same thing." My honesty and forthrightness put her at ease a bit. " Sometimes I wish I was a girl, because you have all these neat toys to choose from. All we really have are our hands." This made her giggle and She looked up at me. I had short cropped salt& pepper hair and hazel eyes, I was about 6' 1" with a muscular build and with thick arms and hands. The fact that I was standing here talking. "Wow, nice," she said, "Do you want your blow job now?" "Come on you two," Kimberly called, "It's going to rain." And rain it didwhen we finally made it to the sixth hole. I must have had at least aten. I was a little distracted by the rain and the lightning which wasgetting closer, and the lightning rod which was jutting out of my pants.The girls were distracted, too -- they couldn't stop laughing at mypredicament. I hope they were laughing at my predicament and not at myprick. They told me.