I spent a lot of time paddling about in a kayak. But ... at night ...”“Let me guess,” I said, “at night the older girls were talking about sex.... Am I right?”Wendy smiled. “How did you guess?”“You forget, Wendy, that I was your age once, and I went to camps where the older girls spent the whole time talking about sex. Did you learn much?”“No. I really didn't understand. They were talking about giving their boyfriends blow jobs, and wanting the boyfriends to eat their pussies. I didn't know what. She held her beautiful face up to his, and the poor farmer gave the princess a kiss. Bea quickly reread the paragraph to make sure she wasn’t imagining things, then she lifted her head, but no sooner than she had, she felt something soft and warm against her mouth, and it took her a moment to realize they were lips. Chris’s lips. Bea basked in the glow of her first kiss. It was tender and undemanding, not asking for anything, only giving. Chris pulled away and stared into her eyes. ‘You’re. Sledge had him by at least forty pounds of muscle, and that mass should have given him a huge advantage. But after the first few strikes, he'd landed almost nothing, while Ken seemed to be able to score whenever he wanted. Finally though, Sledge saw an opening and drove straight in with a punch that, had it connected, would have probably knocked Ken cold. Ken, who's back was at the edge of the ring, simply side-stepped, grabbed Sledge's arm and pulled.It shouldn't have worked. Casual on lookers. .really... I said, "Ben, she's so half drunk already it'll be kinda hot!! You'd be doing her a favor, Honey!" He said "lets just take her home and see what happens". Once at her place, the 3 of us went inside and she collapsed on her couch with much drama. "Fuck I am drunk" (it was 4pm) I said "if you KNOW you're drunk, you're probably not THAT drunk yet Diva". She said that's true... let's have a drink! Grabbing us a beer, she invited us to sit. Making small talk, I suddenly said, "Diva, you.