‘Oh. Hey.’ He nearly dropped the book. ‘Sorry.’ She giggled. ‘Had a nice lunch?’ ‘Yes, it was excellent, thanks. It’s such a peaceful ...place.’ ‘I know, I love coming back for all my holidays.’ She sat on the couch, and Cyrus followed. ‘Ok, I spoke to my dad and he was able to manage a trip to Slipper Island.’ ‘Oh that’s awesome. Thanks so much.’ ‘No problem. You’re lucky, they only had a couple of spots free. So you need to leave in about an hour. I’ll give you the details.’ ‘Ok, sounds good.. I was justifying Franz's ordeal to appease my conscience in thinking that he was very fortunate to have my much smaller cock take him compared to others in the room. Nor would I be too rough, only hoping that he would soon settle down and cooperate, otherwise his rape would be his own doing, or so I absolved myself of any wrongdoing.He was well restrained and muzzled. Frank was whispering something in his ear that seemed to calm him. It was apparent that the two knew each other. Logically,. My face flushed as she leaned on me as she put her legs through and pulled it up she asked which one was better i said i liked the first one best , she turned to the mirror and started to strip off the swimsuit again ,my mind was racing ,it was very warm and the cubicle was small i had to get some air so i said i would wait outside for her , after a couple minutes she came out and we left for the pool , because of the sunny weather the pool was pretty much empty , we took a cubical to get. It was a bit of an inconvenience but the young man dealt with it with the help of his bowie knife. Once that had been tended to, the young man unhooked the tailgate and dropped it. The first thing he saw was disarray. A wide variety of items were strewn about in the back of the wagon. The second thing he saw were three faces looking at him filled with fear and with hope.“How do you do ma’am?” the young man asked politely, just as if he’d just met the woman at a church social or something. “My.