The sun would soon set behind the Western Hills but it would not be dark for some time .

The island was deserted .

Only the boy and girl remained .

Taurig had rowed the half mile across the lake , proudly displaying his tremendous strength . It had been warm and he had taken of his shirt .

The sun had made the thirteen year-old boy sweat , but he was cool again .

The tall , blond kid had stretched all of six feet of muscle and bone on the warm sand , pretending to be asleep . Silently he had watched Mandy from the corner of an eye .

Just the two of them. Like it had been in his dreams ...

They had been running around the small island , trying to catch each other . Now they were tired .

"We’ll have to go Mandy said . "It’s already late."

Mandy , with her nineteen years , clearly in charge .

He remained motionless . If he lay still like this she would have to wake him . . .

"Hey . . . " .

He felt her fingers softly touching him . First his face , then . . . traveling slowly . . . all the way down. A gentle touch . Playfully . Carefully avoiding the critical region . But only just .

She must have noticed the immediate response in his tight swimming trunks . He felt embarrassed and yet proud , sensing intuitively her excitement .

Like it had been when she measured him at the school medical . He had been naked then .

It had risen to his navel . She had pretended not to notice .

And now this . . .