He seemed in his late fifties and looked like the prototype of a butler. "I'm Charles. Nice to meet you."He moved over to Marcus and shook the confuse... young man's hand. Marcus wasn't sure what he should say and so he repeated: "What happened?" It seems like the island had adapted to its new masters," the butler replied and walked around. "I must say, I like the new style. And I can understand this is all confusing to you at the moment." More than that. Did you live on the island? I didn't saw. Just a little history here. When I said the three of us were inseparable, I maybe should have said 'overlapped'. We had went from "you show me yours and I'll show you mine" through playing doctor, to some pretty sophisticated sex, looking back on it.I had first fucked Judy considerably before puberty caught up with me. Then Judy had cajoled Lee Ann into trying it. Bingo, we were the three muskateers. There wasn't much we didn't try. We had lots of unsupervised time together and we made the most. ”“He kinda mentioned the last part.”“I’m mentioning it again.” He pointed at her with an elbow affixed to the round table. “Don’t get any ideas.”“Too late, I already got ‘em. I had ‘em before I even asked.”“Okay.”“Set us up.”Bill threw down his fork and sat up straight, glowering at her.“And how do you propose I do that?”“I dunno. He a gamer too?”“A what?”“Jesus Christ, does he play video games?”“I think so, yes.”“I’ll give you my gamer tag tomorrow to give him.”“Alright.”“Jealous?”“Of…. .I'm lying here naked. I've got nothing on, and I'm thinking of you... lying there... naked, thinking of me... and there's nothing in your world except my words and your cock.If I was there, I'd run my hands over your body. I'd start down at your ankles, and I'd push my little hands up your legs; up your shins and over your knees; up your thighs, dipping down to your inner thighs. And then I'd skirt round that bit you want me to touch the most.I'd push my hands up your pelvis, up your tummy, up.