My focus needed to be on Caley for the next short while. If only she'd hurry up in the toilet.10 minutes later Caley came back in the room."So sorry a...out that. I had to take care of some stuff." That's OK."She climbed onto the bed and lay down on her back. I lifted myself up so I was above her. I reached out with my hand and caressed her breasts again. I watched as she reached down and took hold of her own cock and started to stroke herself hard.I leaned down and took one of her nipples in my. His reaction was exactly what I expected. I went on. "She'd be glad to suck you off in the bathroom."He shook his head, his hands trembling as he grabbed his books and wandered off into the audio-visual racks.---Her second offense was while she was helping Peter assemble the Chair. It was simple enough - she handed him a flat-head when he wanted a Phillips - but it was enough.---Her third offense was over dinner. She knelt on the floor beside me like a good dog but when I dropped a scrap of. She'd skinned both knees. Scrapes and scratches decorated both legs. Her shorts were damp. I sat her on the granite counter of the sink and moistened a washcloth with warm water."You did a real number." I lathered up the cloth and stroked her ravaged skin as gently as I could. At least I could clean her wounds, even if I didn't have antiseptics."I have some creams," she said. "In my tote." Her face reddened. "Uh, never mind." Okay. First we need to make sure there's no dirt in the wounds." I. Finding our way by the moonlight, I lead you the short distance to the door of what seems to be a holiday cabin. Near the coast you realize, as you can hear waves breaking on rocks a short distance away. Holding your hand, I lead you through the door into what appears to be quite a well-furnished room. I point out a comfortable sofa, where you sit and watch with increasing amazement as I move around the room lighting candle after candle – dozens of them, to slowly reveal a large, tasteful.