[Pedro the Fisherman]

I hope people are still enjoying this, it's brought back stuff I thought I'd forgotten by writing it all down...

Monday morning at breakfast I again found myself next to Sue. She was pleasant company, but as I mentioned previously, no looker. She elaborated on her story, she was an accounts assistant in a firm in London and was having to move house as she couldn't afford to live where she had, before her boyfriend left, as they shared the bills. From what she told me, this guy was a shit and I told her that she deserved someone better. We wandered into the room together and both undressed. We then both broke out laughing, as we were the only people there! We sat down on our mats and were soon joined by others, who soon joined us.

The Male facilitator announced the main theme to start was ‘ you show me yours and I'll show you mine’ or otherwise known as ‘doctors and nurses'. I knew this was part of the day, but should have been later! We then watched as both facilitators (complete with a shaving mirror and torch...honestly!) gave the whole room a guided and VERY INTIMATE tour of their genitals. Every bit! I think I even learnt things too!

I then realised my dilemma, I'd decided to position myself near Sian (in my planning of day one) for this exciting segment. I looked around and she was miles away. Shit! The female facilitator then announced we had to find a partner of the opposite sex and wait until a helper brought us a mirror and small torch!

I looked about, rather like a drowning man until I saw Emma, about 8 feet away. I moved forward, but just as I was about to ask her if she would partner me, she put out her hand to A (an Indian guy, very overweight and very quiet) who was nearer. I spun around, everyone had found a partner....except Sue!
She looked rather sad and gave me a ‘please pick me' look. What could I do! Although not as old as many of the ladies, Sue had little of the spark I find attractive, she would have been the ‘ugly friend’ of the gorgeous girl at the disco. However, over the next 30 minutes or so, we would become more ‘exposed’ to each other than probably either of us had been to anyone.

When pairing up, you have to decide to be ‘A' or ‘B' in the exercise. The facilitators then say ‘B' to start or ‘A' to start. As we shuffled up into position, they said ‘B' to start this exercise...me!. For the next ten minutes I had handle, describe and generally show my entire private part area to a total stranger! Although I'd exchanged words with Sue, it was no more than a chat. Now, I was literally holding up my (circumcised) penis, to show everything, with the help of a bloody torch and mirror. I then had to answer (prompted by the facilitators) questions like ‘do I have a name for it?’ and ‘how often do I masturbate?’. To say it was difficult would be an understatement of the highest order. I swear the thing shrunk in embarrassment too, which made it more difficult. I was so relieved when it was over. I glanced quickly to see Emma deep in concentration, obviously explaining everything about her sex to a rather bemused Indian guy. Despite now knowing she was gay, I did rather envy his view. Despite being a few feet away, because of our seating positions, each couple were totally private to any others in the room.

The facilitators now announced ‘person ‘A' to start showing person ‘B' their ‘bits' please.

Sue wiggled her legs slightly to part her thighs more and it was my turn to hold the torch! Over the next ten minutes I saw more of Sue's sexual parts than quite a few of my previous relationships put together! She held nothing back! Well, that’s not true, she held labia outer lips (quite large) back with her fingers, to give a full uninhibited view of her whole sex. Her clitoral hood was gently eased to expose her (small) clitoris and she seemed enjoy pointing out the areas that she touched for the most intense pleasure. It was soon obvious that she was rather turned on, from the moisture and the aroma (I was that close) and I was further surprised when she moved herself off the mat and slid the mirror between her inner thighs.” And finally, my bum hole" she proudly announced! My torch, together with the mirror lit up everything. I must admit I was stunned, she was such a dowdy person but seemed far more open and without hang ups, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. “you missed out that bit on you” she smiles, “I feel a bit short changed!”. “didn't think it was worth bothering with” I muttered. “I was also a bit disappointed that seeing my ‘bits and pieces' didn't give you a stuffy too, if the truth be told" she added with a little frown.
I admitted that I had enjoyed the ‘show’ but had long since learnt the ‘art’ of self control. This last statement would be my downfall in a few hours time!