" Sandy put her hand on Josh's big bicep. "He didn't make me cum, baby. I faked it." she cooed. "I'm so horny right now." Josh stood up as Sandy ran h...er hand over the bulge in Josh's jeans. "I gotta take these shingles up to the roof, baby." "Fuck it. It can wait," Sandy argued. "It's gotta be a quickie, baby," Josh said as he peeked out the side door toward the roof. "We don't need Bill comin' in here wondering why it's taking so long for me to get these damn shingles." Sandy smiled as she. Somehow I know I have seen many naked men, endless successions of them, old men bent and withered, young men pimpled and anxious, brutal men, lonely men. How have I known them…? I look at the man standing before me, trying to discern his age and evaluate his looks. He is neither young or old, fat or thin, handsome or ugly. In one instant I see him as young, and then in the next he is old. He changes as I look at him. I cannot hold him in one category or form. He smiles at me and says in a. Anyways back to my story. My family had a family reunion in May and the whole family was going to be there so we were expected to travel across country to attend. We would be staying at campground about an hour from my parents place and they had reserved a whole section of the campground for our family to use. Our family is made up of 8 sets of aunts and uncles and about 30 cousins with their families so the campground was happy to book that many spaces. This is a account of our first night. "Go, go I know what you are here for. It is the second door on the right." She chuckled to herself as she put back on her glasses and sat back at the computer.I made my way around the corner, past the bathroom, to the second door. I knocked gently."Come in silly!" I heard Melissa call. I opened the door, to find a very girly room bathed in pink. The room was small, with a twin sized daybed against the wall next to the window. Melissa lay on the bed, buried in a pile of Sanrio-themed.