I don’t know what to do.”“Walk me back to the park and I’ll hop on my bike and go home. I’ll wake mom and tell her some story.”“NO.” M...andy’s voice was adamant. “I don’t want you to leave. I want you to wait here for a minute.” Before I could say anything more, she was gone. I didn’t want to make any problems for her, and I got up and headed for the gate. I’d get home on my own and she would be okay. I know I got the gate open, and I halfway remember getting part way across the front lawn.And. “We’re not gonna be sitting around bored while you fuck Jessie to death, you know.”“I hadn’t been aware of that,” I smirked and kissed her. “Take lots of video. I want to see you all making love to each other even if I’m not there to see it.”“I should make you buy a new camera to take with you so you can do the same,” she said with a smirk. “Your hazing is going to be the hottest video ever made.”I chuckled in spite of myself. “All right. I’m feeling a little less freaked out, but we seriously. As they shared an elevator, Carson realized his heart was racing. He glanced over at the giant. He must’ve been at least 6’4”. His hulking frame seemed to take up the whole elevator. And in the heat his scent was thick; even his expensive cologne couldn’t mask his manly musk.They arrived at the fourteenth floor and Carson led him down the hall to his suite. It was huge--a grand marble bathroom, a giant master bedroom and a private bar. The giant breezed through the door, completely unimpressed.. During our stay we met a super nice couple from Oregon, Paul and Donna. We are from the Deep South. They had two kids and owned a business like we did. Each day we lounged out at the pool together, talking and flirting. In the evenings our wives dressed in their most provocative outfits, typically sheer and with nothing underneath. After dinner we would dance, then strip down, and hit the hot tub, concluding with us each returning to our rooms. Each night upon hitting the room I would smother.