Each night I refused his advances he would hit me. Finally, after a week, I decided that having gay sex with Nate was better than being beat to a pulp..., so I sucked his 7-inch cock. As he came in my mouth he told me to swallow it and I did, mostly to avoid another beating. The next morning he asked me if I enjoyed eating his cum and I just kept quiet. Over the next week we did more and more, me sucking Nate, me rimming Nate, me letting Nate fuck me. It was pretty awful cause Nate was brutal,. "What do you want?" I asked not paying much attention to him as he slowly entered. "I have something to say..." he said as he came to stand in front of me. "I've been approved.... i'll be gone tomorrow... tonight is my last night.." I stopped reading for a moment before I continued, "So? What do you want from me? A congratulations?" I snapped back. He continued to stand there as I felt his eyes looking at me.. "Well.. I was wondering if you wanted to go one last time..." Another pause as I put. "Molly sat down a cold glass of OJ for Cleo."Thanks." Cleo continued to eat. "Maybe show you the RV area and where to avoid. They can be an unsavory lot." Nodding to herself she went on, "also show you where Jake's place is and maybe the lake." Don't forget to point out that old trail where the mountain lion was spotted last season either." Molly added."Yeah. Another good place to avoid. Ah well, best get dressed." Cleo hopped to her feet and disappeared, bouncing up the staircase, her plate. I went over to the bathroom and stood in the doorway, before I went inside I asked him if I were aloud another drink from the minibar. “There was only one Beefeater!” Moss snickered. I let him know that anything would do; so he passed me a mini Jack Daniels and I smiled, stepping into the bathroom without a word and closed the door, locking it behind me. —- I set the Jack Daniels by the sink and thought of how he must have been so confused and excited at the same time, as was I. Moss was not.