"What?" I know that was James. Your James. From Friday night." No Camille, it really, really wasn't." And then I heard the toiletflush in the master b...th.A moment later a tall, sandy-haired man with blue eyes and a chiseledjaw stood in front of me. He was naked, and stood several inches tallerthan me, still in my heels. He had broad shoulders and a powerfulshaved chest. His legs were muscular and my gaze couldn't help butsettle at his package, which was the biggest I had ever seen."This ... is. .. but hewanted it off so I turned it off. Now, with nothing else to do,not even the pretense of watching TV, I sat directly in front ofthem and watched.They took a quick break to get smoke more of their joint. He heldher close and his cock pointed at her like a long sword. She wascompletely high and seemed to be floating on a cloud.He sat down again, and this time, lifted her on his lap with herback facing him. his cock was right at the entrance of her pussy,and getting coated with her juices,. I had only seen him in suits before at the office but now in his swimsuit you could tell he was blessed with good genes and spent some time in the gym. We spent the late afternoon lounging by the pool and having a few, or more than a few, of those lovely tropical cocktails. Around 5 PM Roger suggested we head back to the room to rest up and get ready for dinner. I wanted to head to the room but resting up was low on my list, I was horny as hell.Roger let me have the shower first. When he came. .. it seems badly considered." What if I had just cause?" Unless you could prove gross physical abuse, repetitive sexual harm, or something equally as horrendous, I doubt there is anything that would qualify as just."My throat went dry. He was partially correct; I could not prove he committed gross physical abuse, repetitive sexual harm, or other equally horrendous acts."I see." If, for some reason, you truly wanted to leave your father, the surest way would be if your natural family petitioned.