"This will cool you down, dirty sissy boy, playing beach volley with allus innocent girls, and checking out her bodies from close range. It'stime for ... cold plunge into the sea, you piece of shit."The girls threw you into the cold water still wearing you're white top,short jeans and shiny nude pantyhose. You tried to get up but the girlswere all over you, holding your arms, pantyhosed legs and chest andtripping you into the water, holding your head under the water for many,many times.You feared. Just as the healer said. I drove home, stripped, showered and fell into bed. It was nearly three.The phone woke me at ten."Hollister." Gordy, Evans." Hi, Captain. Let me go back to sleep. Patrick was born this morning. I need more sleep." Congratulations. I'll call later."I turned over. Then it was noon. I shaved and dressed, had juice and bread and was off to the Royal Perth. I got there before one. Rob and Mary were in the waiting room."Hey," said Mary. "He had to see Patrick." I understand.. My cock stirred in my shorts, I had been trying to block out my sisters encounter with me but now it's all I could think off. Every part of her turned me on.I must've dozed off after a while because the next thing I knew I was being rocked awake by Izzy."Hey John, your Mom sent me to get you for dinner" her light voice sang out to me, bringing me back into the world. My eyes immediately started eyeing her up as they opened from their slumber. It was obvious to her as I pretty much stared at her. If I’m still angry at this point, still hurt with what and where I am, then we are somewhere confined – a dungeon room, a jail cell, a locked bedroom. I fight with him and he hurts me – hurts me so good. I am manhandled, and smacked at least two or three times, but I never stop fighting until his hand is around my neck. That is his power, that is what I respect at this point, his ability to deprive me of air, of life. With his hand, so much larger and rougher than mine, gripping my neck, just.