[MF] Sometimes, life is kind to us (The story about Molly I promised)

Some of you may have read my post from Monday. You can find that [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8s19mq/mf_sneaking_away_the_first_day_that_changed_my/). You don’t have to read it, it is both tame and long. So I will sum it up in the next paragraph. If you want to read it, click the link before reading on.

Twelve to thirteen years ago I [19 at the time] [Male] was on a vacation trip with family and friends in Florida, and the group across from our campsite was just a bunch of college girls. I had my eye on a short, tan, black-haired girl who I named “Molly” at the end of the last post for the sake of anonymity. However, due to some drama that happened, a different girl (the blonde) from the group approached me and in the middle of a conversation we had kind of a spur of the moment spark of rebellion. We ended up hiding somewhere and showing each other our naked bodies. It didn’t go much beyond that. Again, this did not happen with Molly. However, my friends and I did get Molly’s contact info. I mentioned that I actually would end up having more exciting experiences with Molly so here we go:

[MF] Sneaking away, the first day that changed my life

I had something happen 12-13 years ago, I think that affected my mindset toward anything sex related more than anything else in my life ever did. I think it was one of those sort of things where the context around it just maximized the impact. So I don’t want to trim the story down any more than I already have even though it is quite long. I feel like what happened is going to seem rather subtle, maybe even disappointing, but I still feel drawn to share it because of how STRONGLY it has been staying my memory. I actually do have some more “intense” experiences to share, but I want to start at the beginning. The day that started it all, sort of.

I was 19 or 20 (male) and my family, my friend’s family and a few of my old school buddies all met up in in the Florida Keys. Key Largo, in particular, at a place which I THINK was called “The Great Outdoors.” Sadly, it does not exist anymore (shout-out if you remember it), but it was an RV/Camper park that we had previously visited as a middle school summer trip years back. Our group took up two camp sites and a party of strangers were already setting up in the site across from us when we first arrived.