Tim knocked on our parents' door and I could faintly hear my mother answer "Come in."Tim opened the door and never let go of my hand. Our parents were...watching late TV comedy shows. Our parents turned to us, their eyes wandered to our hands. They saw we held hands like lovers do."Mom? Dad? We have to talk to you," Tim began.My mother was putting lotion on her legs and my father was holding the remote. "Yes? Did something happen?" My mother asked nervously."You could say that," Tim said."What's. . . . . . . . . . .Celebrities were nothing new here. Hell, it was the main reason I even had this job. Big names want someone big watching over them. Here at the Black Keep (inc.), we are second to none in safety, skill, and if need be; enforcing silence.I tossed the pansy onto a rough wooden table being manned by Mistress Lenore, his little cock twitching at my indifference. These pathetic perverts will get off to anything. Show them attention, ignore them, yell at them, spit on them, fuck. Shortly after Carol came home, I received a mail order I had placed for several porno tapes. I always broke in new tapes with lengthy masturbation sessions, so I loaded the tape into the VCR, stripped off my clothes, and stretched out on my bed. In Carol’s absence, I had become very careless about closing my door. It was several inches ajar so that anyone passing by would see what I was doing. I don’t know how I could have been so careless. Perhaps subconsciously I wanted to get caught.I. Maggie sunk further down into the water and closed her eyes as she started to come.A sudden movement in the water behind her alerted Maggie to the fact that she was not alone in the pool any longer. Maggie turned to see that her other poolside companion, the man who'd been sleeping earlier, was in the pool a short distance from her. He was now very much awake and smiling right at her. Maggie ducked further under the water. “How embarrassing,” she thought, wondering how long he had been standing.