I’m sorry, I did think you would help her just because I was your whore. Even if you didn’t help her. I have to get out of there and I want to be ...your whore ... Everything is happening so fast. I need time to wrap my head around the we thing. I am used to taking care of my sis and nobody looking after me. It will take some getting used to, to accept that you are here for me.”“If that is the case, don’t be sorry, just try not to repeat the same mistakes. You know I am helping all those that are. Talia had assumed that she would have to share Luke with Wendy eventually, and did not feel the least bit possessive, but still she reached for what she had placed in a drawer nearby as Wendy disappeared beneath the sheets where a rhythmic moaning could soon be heard to rise."Here Luke, use this." What is it?" It's called a condom, I found them in one of the rooms while I was looking around." But what do I... oh, I see." Yeah, you wear it so you don't knock up Wendy like you did me, you know,. Not that she was a bad swimmer, she just wasn't in the same class as me. I'm not bragging, I'm just ranked third in the state in the 200 meter breaststroke and 200 and 400 meter freestyle for kids in high school.She started calling me a wimp and a lightweight which led to more dunking and splashing, with her finally swimming underneath, trying to pull my suit down. My suit is really tight and it had an added appendage in the way so she was hardly able to budge it.I grabbed the front of her. The bathroom had been used, and new towels were there. A bar of soap was on the soap dish beside the sink. She took the extra roll of toilet paper and the towels. She went back to the bedroom. Leaving the toilet paper on the chair where the clothes had been, she took the underwear and towels back to the supply room. This was too large for its purpose but lavishly furnished. She dumped the towels and dirty clothes in the white and colored to-be-washed bins.She got a set of towels and a bar of.