Plush. And I LIKE plush!" Oh, come on! Plush? That's like stuffed, right? Or overstuffed?" It's comfortable. Luxurious," Chuck supplied alternatives."...ou're teasing me!" I'm NOT!" Chuck erupted, loud enough that Terence and Bonita glanced over. He waved them off. "Okay, I'll be the first to admit that you're wide and a little thick -- but you're NOT ... bulgy, I guess. You don't have huge rolls or anything. Actually, you're pretty smooth ... Tell you what -- if you gain twenty pounds, I'll be. ‘To tell you the truth, I thought it was weird. All the stuff he does is weird. I didn’t even let him get to use them. He does this weird stuff and I’m supposed to think it’s sexy?’ ‘The lady doth protest too much, methinks.’ ‘Huh?’ ‘It’s from Hamlet, you know, Shakespeare. He took me Thursday night. Hamlet’s mother, the queen, speaks the line while they’re watching a play. Anyway, I’m just saying you’re complaining an awful lot about him if you really don’t like him. So you probably do.’. They’d need a new bed.We left Mom and Dad to wash up and get their own breakfast. Once we’d stripped and gooped up and settled on the raft, I kissed Danny.“OK, Danny, your turn. What happened last night?”He grinned.“Dad and I got lucky. So did Ruth. So did her mom and her dad and David.”“What, you had an orgy?”Danny answered with a chuckle.“Not exactly. We had a bit of dessert, a peach pie their dad had picked up earlier, and some coffee or tea. Ruth and David and I had tea. Their mom told us. The tan wasn’t a problem because I had my mother’s skin; I could tan a little then, stay out of the sun for a few days and, I’d be snow white (or close) very fast. There was a little meeting called and we all got to know each other. Georges (my old driver) couldn’t keep his eyes off of me; later it was his hands. I found out exactly what I was going to do. In the process I got to handle some beautiful big black cocks. I was going to be photographed with the black guys – two at a time – in.