He's so beautiful, and all I can do is smile. Smile because of who he is and what he does, and what just happened and how I feel. The moment I do, Eth...an kisses me, and I kiss him back, basking in that unknown emotion with him. * For our last day here, Ethan and I spend it alone. We hang out at the beach some more, the National Historic Site, and take a shit ton of pictures, never leaving each other's sides. After last night, our usual safe distance appears to have dissipated...and I like it.. "Andre was stunned, and wondered if this was connected to what happened to him this morning. "Go on…"Tori was surprised that he seemed to believe her story, so she explained. "So, I was in the bathroom getting ready for my shower when Trina barged in and took up all the space. I of course blessed her out and we got into one of our standard s*ster fights, but then something weird happened. I put my hand up to signal that I was done with her and for her to just stop, and water just shot out of my. "I am going to change. I will be down by the pool. Take your time. Wear what ever you like. Don't worry about the tags. There some scissors in there to cut them off. Have fun. Thanks for coming over to my house." I said. I turned to walk down the hall. I could hear them both going through the big closet as I opened my door to my room. I quickly stripped. I sprayed some body spray on my naked body. I looked in the mirror real quick. I just had small one inch patch of hair above my cock. I. The Lady Fortescue, meanwhile, was looking down at the poor Francine and laughing inwardly as she saw the sweat pour down that hateful tall body. She saw the muscles straining on those extended arms and tired shoulders and exulted to think of the agonies the poor wretch must already be suffering, a hundred yards into a six mile journey. The sun might be unable to reach the Mistress, but Francine was getting no benefit from the giant shade, being roasted alive in the fierce afternoon heat..