(Delightful)Believe it or not our first night worked out just dandy. Judy and I took the bedroom in the back while Kim and Cindy got the upper bunk in... the front and Sandy slept on the couch. Getting dressed and undressed also worked out fine since we had already seen each other naked many times and nobody was embarrassed. We pulled out from the beach and headed North on I-45. Around Houston on Beltway 8 to avoid city traffic and then we were on our way north on I-45. We found a nice camp ground. Somethingwas bothering her. Nothing ever bothered Molly. But tonight, somethingwas. She didn't want anything to drink. She didn't want to dance. Shedidn't joke around. Even our friends, James and Brittney, the twodressed as Samson and Delilah, noticed she wasn't herself.I took her hand. I looked seriously at her. "What's wrong?" We'll talk later," she said. "I don't want to complain." Come on, Moll," I said. "I'll have a lousy time if you don't tell me." What's your problem, Molly?" said. Now that I could do, well not in the same way obviously, I wouldn’t be going out and playing ball with Chloe, she wasn’t into doing that sort of thing.“Sure Chloe, I would like that.” I replied, that was the safe answer I hoped.Chloe grabbed me in a strong hug, giving it a few seconds, and then looked me straight in the eye, because she was slightly taller than me, leaned in and gave me a quick peck kiss on the lips. “I am not going to risk kissing you again like Halloween, you do things to me. ' I repeat to myself."Thank you, Mr. Feyla," I say, feeling as much as I can like a brightand interested (female) college student.I squirm a bit in my seat. The skirt has bunched up and my bottom inpanties is sitting directly on the fancy antique chairs in the diningroom. My legs are mostly bare and touching the wood. It feels moreintimate... more naked than I'm used to. And sitting so close to Mr.Feyla, makes me self conscious. I'm constantly adjusting my hair."Well I for one am grateful that.