Walking over from the center beach house with all the self-confidence of someone who owned the place. Which he probably did. I guessed mid-forties, po...lo and shorts, could have done with losing a few pounds, big shiny watch on one wrist, chunky gold bracelet on the other. He stopped a few paces away; out of reach of the three curious dogs on their leashes. Probably didn’t like having his knees licked.He introduced himself, saying that Teresa the housekeeper had left him a note that there were. They both looked straight ahead, out onto the patio at the brightening sky beyond, content in their silence together.After a few minutes, JR broke the silence. “I like you Rockie. You’re fun and you make me laugh. I want to be a person that deserves to be your friend.”“I feel the same way about you JR, except I can add that you also make me feel more secure with a person than I have ever felt. You give me hope.”He took her hand into his, “Can we talk for a few minutes before I take a shower?. Is that what you do? You can tell me. It's okay." "Yeah sometimes." "It must be very frustrating, Henry. On one hand, a boy your age is equipped with a penis that stiffens easily at the slightest provocation. You have all that juice building up inside that needs an outlet. What you want, what you need, is a warm female body to make you feel good. If you can't have the real thing, boys turn to fantasies and masturbation. It is totally normal. "Really?" "Yes really. Mom would not lie to. “I’m… sorry… Mistress. What… ever… you wish… Mistress!” I finish with a shriek than is almost more pleasure than pain. “Oh, that’s what I thought you said, I just needed to be sure.” Nikki says in a casual tone before finally turning the device off again. I stand there, me knees weak until she grabs me by the hair and yanks me forward. “Well, come on then!” I stumble a bit as Nikki drags me down the block, but by the time she pulls me up to the club, I have sort of recovered. The bouncers know.