Stacy listened carefully to Christina, clinging to every word as if it were of one of her professors back at school.  As the words left her mouth, it was like a whole new world was opened for her.  Yes, she had had sex before, but the concept of living so freely, without the fear of judgment from others was in complete contrast to how things were back home.  It wasn't a new world, just a completely different perspective.  Stacy sat there and nodded her head in agreement with Christina, yet she was in deep thought as she replayed the various moments she'd encountered thus far in the house, all of them fell perfectly into place as Christina shared with her.<br/><br/>Stacy blushed as to topic of sex came up.  She waited for Christina to finish speaking, and replied shyly, "Yes, that makes sense.  I like sex," there was a long pause as Stacy felt that her comment wasn't believable, "i would like to have more of it, it's just....i'm not used to...." she bit her lip, "I've always just kept things private, but only because I feared what others thought."  Stacy sat there, finally adding, "I really like it here.  I think this place will be good for me."  It was the bravest she'd been since she got here.  After another awkward moment, "Were you uncomfortable at first? I mean....was there ever a time," she nervously spoke, her voice barely audible.  "Were you uncomfortable at fist? I want to be more comfortable," she blushed.  "I want to take part, I think" she admitted.  It was a step into a place she'd never ventured.  She wanted to take her bathing suit off, but wasn't sure how to initiate it.  Would she come off as too forward or trying to hard?