There was no pool at the school, but there was an indoor pool at a park only a block away. The team trained there, and the team had exclusive use of t...he pool for one hour right after school each week-day.Anyway, I asked at the office, and found out that they did not have a diving team. I asked some questions that the clerk could not answer, so she directed me to the swimming coach. What I found out was that he would be happy to cooperate with a diving coach if I could find a qualified. I felt her tongue stroke my now exposed cherry, then that sensitive pit under my cock, the tension in me immediately built up as I tried to reason all this out, why me, hoe has it happened that this particular dream is coming true, to be so pleasured, what have I done to deserve this young lady’s attention.I quickly came to the point of no return, sensing this she removed my cock and whispers that I am to fuck her, and who am I to refuse such a request, to make sure I understood, she pulled me. She feels a small blush on her cheeks as the man interlocks their fingers. It’s a small win, but it’s a win nonetheless. Once outside, he opens the door for her. She smiles at him and climbs in. When Alan gets into the driver’s seat, he smiles at her and leans over for a kiss. It is brief, but it causes a wave of heat of cascade over the woman. She sits back in the seat and buckles up.At home, Alan wastes no time unlocking the door, pushing it open and pulling her inside. Though he has had her. Reading Part 1 will set the stage for this continuation of the story. Constructive comments and emails are very welcome and much appreciated. If you like or even dislike the story send me an email with your critique. Thank you for taking the time to read my tale and commenting. I hope you enjoy the story. ******************** Johnny made good time the first day on the trail. That evening when he camped, he changed clothes. The friend he’d met at the Pacific Ocean had an extra set of buckskins.