“Do you go have a plan for what you want to do in your second chance?”“Well ... the main reason for most of the things I wanted was so I could j...oin the military. It was something I have wanted since I was a little kid admiring my grandfather, who was in the Navy during WW2. As far as making a change to my reproductive organ, I would say it’s a confidence thing. I would have to guess that a large majority of males from my planet are insecure about their sexual ability, and knowing that you can. I felt like Christopher Columbus. Mom moved to the back, leaning in the corner railing behind me. Auntie went below to stow something that was rattling around. The boat was responsive and elegant, stealing through the black night.I felt Mom's hand touch my leg as I stood with one foot in the cockpit and the other on the seat, the normal position with the boat healed over in the light but constant breeze. She toyed with the hair on my calf and it felt very good, adding to the thrill of the sail.. I remember she was wearing a light blue bikini, not extremely revealing but sufficiently so for me to see that the whole situation was exciting her as her nipples had gone stone hard and her pussy was wet, so much so that the panties revealed the wetness.We walked through the dunes and got to the beach. There were more men then women and you could see most of them were there not for nudism itself but to catch a glimpse of nude women.My wife is a beautiful woman.In her 20s at the time of this. Sheri Wilson, at thirty-nine, in fact was a beautiful woman with pretty blue eyes. She had long blonde hair that was parted on the side and brushed up and over. It hung down to her small waist in large curls. After breast feeding two children, her magnificent breasts had remained a full D-cup. Other than her larger breasts and slightly wider hips, her shapely and sexy body was the same as it was when she was twenty-one.That day, dressed for the banquet, Sheri had on a very sexy dress that.