Yes

"I'll take it off then," She said.

She slowly slipped her clothes off except the bikini. "Maby you should take your shirt off," She said.

"Okay," I said, nervously. I took my shirt off - I had a mildly skinny chest and a nearly flat stomach. She put her hand on my chest, and said, "I know what's makin' ya so nervous."

"What's goin' on? ," I asked.

"What is it you wanna do to me? ," She asked.

I realized it was okay to screw her brains out like I wanted to. "Everything," I said.