The prince laid back in the tub. As I began to wash his broad and smooth chest, I couldn't help but stare at it; his abs were just as perfect as the r...st of him. I walked down to the other end of the tub and started to wash his feet and up most of his legs and stopped at his thigh, looking up at him. He chuckled, still lying against the tub with his eyes closed. "You want to see it, don't you?" I watched as he sat up. "Stand up," he ordered, and I obediently followed his command trying to hold. The rest of the day went by uneventfully. Cheryl and I spent it together joking and laughing while we went about the tasks Uncle Bill had set for us. We did the afternoon chores, cleaned up after dinner and retired to our favorite place out on the veranda to watch the sunset. Our conversation tonight turned to one of a more sexual nature. Cheryl started asking me about my girl friends and social life. I told her that I wasn't terribly active. I had a few friends but never any real girl friends. There was no way out, as the Maze simply came to a dead end. He raced up to the girl and faced her. “What do you think you’re doing stealing my wallet? Who the hell are you?” Charles stood there waiting for an answer, then held out his hand for the stolen wallet. “Please don’t tell Mrs D****r I took it, she’ll punish me terribly! Please?” The girl was clearly frightened, and handed back the wallet. “So what’s your story?” asked Charles taking the wallet. “Don’t tell her and I’ll. The town has maybe two hundred people in it. It was spring break and dad had to go out of town for work and I was left alone at home. That is okay. I needed to get some things so I started the old truck and headed to town. I did not have a drivers license but that was okay as there are not any cops and I will be old enough soon. As I made my way down the crappy road I came upon this little BMW on the side of the road with a flat tire and a nice looking woman standing beside it. She was older,.