Past Earl’s bedroom door, which was slightly ajar. Past Mr Cohen’s room; past Lupe and Uncle Gerry’s end of the building, and onto the opposite ...veranda and back down to my room.I quickly opened my door, shot inside and closed it behind me. I pried open the window shutters on the outside a little with the handle arm near the door, and peered outside. At that exact moment, Earl stepped out from his room onto the veranda, walked the few short steps to his bathroom door, opened it and disappeared. Our boat trip was in its second week – with a crew of three, that is – when Margot and Abigail finally showed a desire to go home. We had tiptoed around Margot's attraction to me for several days, until both women cornered me and made it clear that they both expected my special brand of sexual healing, and Margot was about to lose her mind finding new ways to get the message across.That night Margot came to my bed, instead of Abigail, and we made love until after four A.M. She was like a child. So I started going to her home where she use to teach me physics. She use to show me her almost everything and I always Ignored her act n never gave her the attention she wanted. One day I knocked the door. She opened it n I saw her in towel, just towel. Her thighs n upper part was clearly visible and I kept looking at her for a while when she said “come on, come in. What are you waiting for?” She came in n sat on the chair n she said “Open up your book. I wanna know all the three Newton’s Law. What was wrong with me? How could I hold my head up to walk past him and leave? Worse, would my legs even carry me? My embarrassed reverie was disrupted as he moved back, impatiently pushing the hand rest up into the seats, leaving nothing between our bodies. My breath hitched as he pulled me closer, his muscled arms snaking around my body, my breasts pressed tightly between us. A moment later, I felt his warm hands under my blouse against my heated skin, moving in soothing circles. I.