Carmel my best friend s mom
My best friend in the neighbourhood growing up was Barry. Even after I was sent to a boarding school abroad, we stayed in touch. Whenever I would get home, we hung out. We used to go cycling a lot at weekends from April on, when the weather got warm. We would just head out out for the whole day, going to the nearby lake to check out the girls. Now that we were 18, we were experiencing the joy of hook ups with the daughters of visiting German tourists who stayed in cabin boats on the river. On...