I was a single child, a seven-year-old boy who enjoyed all the advantages of a happy stable family establishment. I had just learned that my mum... was pregnant again and I was destined to have a new baby sister.For a few months I had noticed my mum getting ?fatter?, so I eventually asked her about the strange lump under her dress. She had sat me down that afternoon and placed my hands upon her tummy as the life growing inside her started kicking for the first time. I was mesmerised by the. MMM this is going to be a very hot afternoon. He put lotion in his hands and applied to her shoulders moving down all over her back. The bikini top had a tie at the neck and a wide strap tie in back. “If I untie the straps I can put lotion all over.”“Oh go right ahead and untie the straps. “ Oh you can untie all the straps if you want. He untied the top straps and applied mover lotion. He kept rubbing her back longer than needed to apply lotion and he ran his hands up and down spine. . And just what I did as I bit down on a pencil so I would not make anysound louder than a church mouse during noon mass. I rubbed harder and abit faster and soon I was shooting streams of fluid into my pink pantiesas I noticed a woman not more than six feet away busy on the phone makingdinner arrangements with her husband.It was intense! Feeling that I had just done what I was told to do byYou, so close to another person and as far as I can tell they did notknow what had occurred. I was in the. The shower was out in the open off to the side of our campsite, so I went into our tent and changed into my swimsuit. It was a tiny little white bikini which I had worn many times at the beach with hundreds of other bathers. Somehow it was different wearing it here, where I was the only one in a swim suit, and nine guys were watching me shower. I discreetly turned away as I lifted my bikini top and washed underneath. I could feel all eyes watching me, as I put my soapy hand inside my bikini.