The girls and boys were all beautiful in my memory, with the energy of youth, and a lust for life. As I remembered the careless abandon, I stroked mys...elf to a semi erection. I realised with a start what I was doing and looked around. Nothing worse than being caught as an old man wanking away like some pervert flasher! Nobody there thank god. Feeling safe I gently carried on, remembering young breasts and young primal erections, being caressed and kissed. 'Hey,' said a female voice softly,. "Oh, don't," Kes pleaded. "Please don't stop," she said, turning her head to smile up at me, her eyes sparkling with some inner happiness, and smiling the loveliest smile I'd ever seen. I applied my fingers to her scalp, and the tingle resumed, though muted now. It almost felt again as though we were completing a gentle electrical circuit by touching. I'd never experienced such a thing before, nor ever heard of anyone else experiencing anything like it. In any case, it was invigorating, and I. What did that mean? Showing them off to whom? Potential customers? And what did she need my help with? Suddenly the idea of wearing that dress did not look so appealing. What if there were men there, lots of men? I looked down at my breasts and all I could see was skin, skin to the edges of my aureoles and cleavage down to past the bottom of breasts. Looking past them at my legs I saw how exposed they were, sitting in the car I could almost see my crotch less panties!"Oh god," I moaned. I went to a stall and came out in my panties and a red laced bra that I had with me as well. I felt a lot more comfortable now that I had them on and when he saw me, he smiled, and I couldn’t help but smile back. I put on a little show for him, I turned around, held my bottom, and did these little cutesy twists and turns for him, then I ended up with my hands on his shoulders, giving him a little pouty face. He smirked “Why so sad?” Daniel said, then he casually removed his towel and threw it.