And great, now he’s hard with no way of getting rid of it. If he signed on to go on webcam, his parents would notice. He couldn’t go out to get so...e relief and there was no-one at home he’d even consider worthy of blowing his load. So he just sat there, with the awkwardness of having a 9-inch hard-on just bursting to get out. His mind couldn’t focus on the algebra in front of him, he just wanted to feel his own flesh inside someone else, making them moan long and hard until they... Oh I think. I looked at them, then at the floor. I sat down, this time near the window. I drank some more gin. We had just stopped at Yonkers and a girl with a nice ass walked by; I watched her sway and flaunt around. Then Ashley asked me what I liked to do in the city. “Nothing really” I said, “Sit around, eat Shawarma, Ride the subway; I’d like to live in Brooklyn, but it costs too much.” She nodded, and looked forward. There was a pause. I drank more Gin; the little fire in my belly was a welcome. Medea, he thought. Or what was the name?She looked like an ancient Greek avenger in her long gown, her face ghastly pale, her eyes dark with smudged mascara, her mouth a bloody gash.“He ... he hanged himself, you know?” she whispered. “In ... in his room, all alone, alone. His beautiful face swollen and purple; his sweet, lovely body broken – hanging like a sack. Only sixteen he was ... sixteen. Life gone, beauty gone...”She stood, arms wide, eyes empty.Lucian felt a force pulling him out of. I did a little splashing around, experimenting in the shallow end to see if I could propel myself through the water using my hands and legs. It wasn't quite as easy as I had earlier thought. I spent about fifteen or twenty minutes experimenting before getting out of the pool and going back to my lounge chair and towel.I noticed, when I was walking back to my chair, that the girl had changed her position while I was in the pool. She was still on her back, but now her feet were closer to me. My.