In this time Sam and me really joked and told her what we could do with her.. she joked with us but seemed unsecure.. i think at that stage she was tw...o guys here in the cabin nobody can hear me they could do anything.. well sam and me had a good time and laughed a lot...a few days later a large group of friends incl. sam and susan took a trip to my apartement in the city i studied.. we had a great trip and made a lot of hints also in front of the others how susan would sleep in bed with sam. Despite my own naughtiness, I was amazingly excited at the prospect of seeing Sandra’s toilet over the floor. In my mind, I argued that it was nowhere near as perverse to spray your pee into a sink bowl connected to the drains, as it was to pee over the carpet.‘Why don’t you have a pee as well if you want?' Unable to resist the incredible offer I dropped off the bed and made to join Sandra by resting on my parted knees, a patch of carpet in front of the bed perfectly ready to accept my spraying. “Wish I could help”.I didn’t realize what I had sent until after. Wish I could help? Oh god, what did I mean? What did he think I meant?He replied right away, “Oh, really?”I blushed, alone in my room, reading the text on the phone screen, blushing with a hard on. What should I say? “Hmm... Yes...” seemed the right thing to say.I took a deep breath. What did I even mean? What did he think I meant? …Ah, he’s going to think I’m so weird!“Well, you’re gonna have to prove it,” he wrote.I could feel. ” She raised a brow as she looked at him. “You must have known that.”“Yeah, I’ve known that since my fighting career took off. Got introduced to a lot of stuff like that.” Just, didn’t really think about old folks getting that treatment, especially his dad. Gross.“Right, right. You mentioned the parties and shit you went to when you were rich, back at that Bloodlust get together. Didn’t seem like you were too into the atmosphere though, back in your heyday.”“I wasn’t, but I thought I should.