’ ‘What can I say? Sorry,’ he said with sarcastic attitude. I wanted to punch the guy but I decided not to, swam back to shore, and sat down on ...the sand. The guy swam back as well and I found myself staring lustfully as he slowly stepped out of the water. He placed his hands on top of his head and the water dripped down over his six-pack chest. I shouldn’t have looked. The guy sat down on the sand close by. He looked at me and I looked at him. ‘Look, I’m sorry I pushed you,’ he said, meaning. ? ?I loved seeing you take whatever pain I gaveyou.? I was exhausted, could hardly lift my head from thebed.? She was still naked, but she washolding something new. A candle. It was lit. ?Now I want you just to lie there,? she said.? ?I?m going to do a little decorating on yourcock and balls.? Don?t you dare move.? She came toward me, held the candle a foot or so above mycock ? and then tipped it sideways. Hot wax spilled over the edge and landed on the head of mycock.? I yelped with pain and. "Isn't it obvious?" Nathan and I werenever alone, it was always the three of us, or me and Gwen."Um, Nate, Gwen's not here." Shhh. I know. But I also know how needy you are." He moved his hands tomine, and pushed them against the tile, pinning me in place. I felt hiscock hardening against my back, growing longer and thicker. "And its beenover a week since I got to play with you." I struggled weakly."I'm not gay" I said. He laughed."Yea sure you aren't. How many times did Gwen fuck you. Should I be doing this? This isMrs. Feyla's personal space, her personal things.I hesitate, trying to decide what to do.** open it **Says a voice in my head. I feel a thrill run through my body and forsome bizarre reason I feel tingly with an anxious desire. I shouldn't bedoing this. I should definitely NOT be doing this! What would happen ifMorgen or Mr. Feyla found out? I'd probably be kicked out of the houseas a pervert. I should just go back to my room until Morgen gets backand then tell.