Leaning across the table I looked directly at her and spoke louder than I had before. ‘Who the hell is Ken Sanders?’ She pushed herself out of the... chair and backed up to the sink, trying to get away from me. ‘For the last god-damned time. Who the hell is Ken Sanders?’ ‘A friend, just a friend.’ She was scared to death as the words came out of her mouth. ‘Did you have sex with him?’ ‘Yes. Yes, I had sex with him.’ ‘Did you have sex with him last night?’ ‘Yes. Yes, I did. Stop this John. Please,. I envisioned building a nice shelter with a stone fire pit and some picnic tables. The clearing was large enough for a volleyball net and plenty of room for small tents if an overnight camp was planned.I felt a bit faint from the heat and humidity. I undid my chaps, pulled them off, along with the rest of my clothing, and stepped naked into the pool of water. Slowly edging my way along feeling with my feet the sandy smooth bottom of the pool, I sat down, dipping my head underwater. The water. .how did I never notice them?" I asked"When I was younger I was very self conscious of my freckles, every time I saw myself naked I would cringe. So I never wore anything to revealing." As I washed away the suds I leaned forward and kissed April's neck. "I love your Freckles...in fact I'm gonna make it my mission to kiss every single one!" I said while nuzzling the nape of her neck. "Did you ever think of me sexually...before today I mean?" she asked. "Yes I remember it like it was. She knew she had a bargaining chip, so said, “OK, I will but only if you will pose again, and if my friend can be here to watch, as she, like me till today, has never seen one of these in the flesh before!” I asked who, and she said her bestest friend Charlotte, (one of the few girls that I had met from her school friends that I did fancy!) So trying desperately not to be too eager I agreed, she, telling me to find a nice frame and she would call Charlotte and arrange things. Anyway, she.