I looked at him and soon everyone was staring at him. "What's up, man?" I asked."I still don't like it." Well, if you don't like it, take a walk. No b...ody's stopping you." Come on, dude, raise your hand," Jason said slapping his shoulder."It ain't gunna work. I can see that now," he said pushing Jason's hand away."What are you talking about?" She's one girl. There are 14 of us. How she gunna keep up with just us fucking her let alone if we pimp her out?" You let me worry about that. You just. She starts to use the sink and I get a great view of her butt as she stands up on her tippy toes. It makes her legs and butt look even better. I ask her to move over because i need to wash my hands in the sink. She giggles when I finish up. As I walk back in our room I become acutely aware of the fact that I have no pants or underwear on. Shit. I calmly walk over to the dresser which is right next to Morgann's bed. Morgann's friend is sitting on my bed and smirks as I pass. Her friend has blond. “Tell me if this gets annoying, I just tend to fidget.” “I’m sure your hands stay busy.” Cara answered, not believing his excuse. “If I wanted you to stop, I’d say.” “I’m sure you would.” Liam could not believe this girl, she practically purred her response. Regardless, his hands moved higher with her consent and she lowered herself in the seat. He caressed the curves of her upper thighs before letting his thumb brush over the heat of her mound. She silenced her gasp as her cheeks flushed. The sentry baboon shreiked in terror because I dropped out of nowhere—I intended the surprise.Okay, I wasn't quite Lord Greystoke. I wasn't British, I'm not noble, and I was both unarmed and unclothed. Tarzan wore a loincloth to demonstrate his superiority to beasts. When interacting with my menagerie I was routinely nude—call it slumming if you will, but the animals appreciated it. I was also physically perfect courtesy of nanites and regular trips to the medtube. I was a trained and.