Like yesterday he was watching when you and me were in the pool talking." I didn't notice anything," I responded, and then remembered my conversation ...with Luke after everyone else had left. "No, wait... he explained some things to me yesterday and admitted he was watching, but he's just going through some stuff, and..." Rory, I'm not upset," Seth insisted, moving his arm around my shoulder to pull me a little closer. "Look, it's just stuff I noticed. Like, last night, too, when you were dancing. I even find myself wishing someone offers me a drink and hoping for it to be drugged.No such luck.I find myself reading darker stories lately. Stories that don’t end very well. I have been reading them more and more and getting excited over the possibilities. My next step is going to be to sex club or a porn theater. If that doesn't work then it must be me.I don’t want to go home anymore. There is nothing for me there. No one I care about anymore or anyone who cares about me. I haven’t slept. I think I had just dosed to sleep I can’t remember how long after going in, but I felt something soft brushing to my face and lips, when I woke up and opened my eyes, I was shocked to the scene of Lisa’s younger brother Mark’s hard cock, being rubbed to my face and lips, my lower jaw almost dropped to the floor, I was about to scream, when he placed his hand over my mouth hushing me up, pointing at his sleeping sister next to me.I calmed down, I nodded of keeping silent, he lifted his hand off. Mara's firm, handful-sized breasts were almost completely bare, with only the nipples truly concealed. Likewise, ample amounts of her dark brown skin — identical to her sister's — showed through the nearly transparent silken skirt she wore. It looked like she wore some sort of panties beneath the skirt, but they blended so well with her skin that it was difficult to tell.I blew out a low whistle when Mara started to dance. Her movements screamed of sensuality, even before she started to weave.