Confused, this shouldn’t happen, but it caused a deep shiver inside her. Mr. Wise dropped the lighter and as he bent down, his face grazed at her an...kle. God she was in trouble. A little flirting, a few more drinks, it was time for her to use the ladies' room. She stumbled a little; they got up to catch her. Those stairs look steep. “I might need a little help here boys,” she growled. Each took an arm. Down the dark stairs, around the corner into the dingy bathroom they led her. She got inside,. “Cool… now if y’all don’t mind, I need to find a little privacy. I hate peeing on the boat with an audience.” She dropped her bag and trotted up to the bushes. Well, at least I’d have one thing in common with this new stranger friend. Now that the initial shock of being nude in front of strangers had worn off, I felt myself feeling strangely bold. Instead of wanting to grab the blanket off the sand and wrap myself up in it, I strutted to the cooler, poured another glass of wine and found one of. I wanted to sob, really, and probably would have if I’d had any control over my body. It was more than I’d dared to hope for, despite Aedan’s promises. Combined with the knowledge that more than likely, I was the ‘she’ they were talking about, and that not only the healer, Larus, but also my brother were watching us sleep together, the rest of the world flooded back in. Suddenly I could feel the tears trickling down my face, the strong arms wrapped around me, the warmth of a large body pressed. . Holmes assumed his position in the bed next to her and with one last fingering of her pussy… he patted her on her pubic mound and told her good night… and he fell off to sleep almost as quickly as she seemed to… totally spent.Now... in the silence of the limo... J.W. Holmes made no apologies or statements about the night… as if it were a natural and mutual evening of sex between them… a continuation of the father and daughter “Trust Exercise” that she had introduced him to… he would conduct.