So ran from him in her dreams and even in wakefulness, refusing to succumb to sleep. For she knew that he would be waiting: Her fantasy. Her nightmare.... A movement from one of the upper windows of the castle caught her eye and Alina peered harder into the darkness. A shadow on the back wall of a large room. It was the shadow of a person, a hulking man from the looks of it and he was picking something up. She heard a roar, one filled with such anger and despair that the hairs on the back of her. Hestopped an inch before his cock touched her thigh and leaned in to kiss her neck and run his tonguearound her ear, she could feel the tip of his cock touch her thigh and slide between them the top of hisshaft rubbing against her wet pussy. He whispered in her ear and asked “You want some of that baby?”she said “yes, please” “You want me to fuck you? You want me to fuck you right here on the boardwalkwhere anyone could come and see you bent over this railing with your skirt pulled up like a. "I know," Lisa said. "Even if you tell me, I won't pretend I could ever know how it feels."That made a strong impression on Terence. The last thing he wanted was someone's sympathy, even if it was well meaning. The thing he hated most in the world was dishonesty, even the kind where people are trying to be nice. No one could feel what he felt, and if someone tried to pretend they did, he would just resent it."I used to be successful," Terence said. Lisa said nothing, she just leaned forward and. ”He begins to walk away but I just stay still. He stops and turns to look at me. I feel so nervous. He walks to me and puts his hands on my face. I look up at him and I’m sure he can see the fear in my green eyes. “What’s wrong? Are you OK?” He asks.I nod. “No, it’s just that…it’s just that I-I don’t have a swimsuit on. Just some shorts.”He smoothes my hair back. “That’s OK. You can swim in your shorts I don’t mind.”I look down and touch my t-shirt. “My shirts too long. I can’t swim good with.