Some are so skilled, I know that by weeks end I will have advance beyond anything I could have imagined. Anyway, before lunch every day is pretty m...uch on our own or at least unplanned. Today after lunch was our first group activity and it reminded me of arts and crafts when I was a k**. All of us gathered in the cabin and then they brought out the leather tools and supplies. I was amazed at all the different things we could make. Some of the ideas were unbelievable. I decided my first. He turned to apologize, and was taken by the girl. She smiled at him, then rubbed her hand across his chest. Don recoiled in horror. Did she see something. He glanced down, and realized that he probably looked normal. But that didn't explain the girl's strange behavior. He looked up again, and saw her staring into his eyes. He realized that she knew - she realized what he could give her."Please bless me, gifted one," the woman said softly.Don sighed. "If I touch you, your breasts may. I did not respond, my head now safely on my pillow, turned away from him. “Are you asleep, little girl?” He asked, his voice closer now. Still, I did not respond. I felt him pull my blanket back, the fabric moving slowly as he tugged it off the bed. He then sat down, the bed squeaking slightly from the shift in weight. “Sleeping so soundly…” I heard him mumble, his hand touching the back of my thigh lighty. His fingers inched up my exposed flesh, slipping under my tshirt and under my panties in. Why?" asked Andy."The girls have noticed David doesn't use his quarters much ... his sheets are never mussed up." Ah ... you should ask David." They also noticed that your bed seems to use a lot of linen. Hmm?" Yes, Mom."Nyoman laughed, "I noticed you sing a lot lately ... the girls noticed it too."Andy blushed ... not just a little ... a lot."What do you plan to do about it?" Eer ... what?" Andy ... you have a ... certain ... Glow ... when was your last... ?" Nyoman made that hand gesture that.