His clothes were odd, yet I could tell at a glance they were clean and that he took good care of them. His hygiene was fantastic, too. He could honest...y pass for a marquess, or even a duke. He could almost be royalty. “Are you perhaps a noble or royal in your world?” “Nope. As plain old commoner as they come.” “I see. Well, you said you would hear me out, but do you wish for something to drink or eat?” “Not really.” “I see. I will begin then. It started twenty years ago, just before my birth.. We hadn't eaten since lunch, so all of us were hungry.“Go ahead, dig in, you two must be ravishingly hungry from being on the ocean all day.”Brett and I took plates and filled them with food. Brittany went to the bar and started mixing drinks. She brought them back to us and placed them on the table. She went back and mixed herself a drink, then returned. She struck up a conversation with Jake and Sally, including Brett and me at times. After we finished eating, Brittany mixed us another. Frankly I avoided her. I was hurt and embarrassed. I was afraid she would mock me or otherwise humiliate me.Funnily enough, the change in my tactics was the event that changed everything. I wish I could take some credit, but I cannot.In the days immediately after the slap, she watched me! I believed she was looking for an opportunity to humiliate me and I avoided her. But I read the situation all wrong!She knew she had over reacted. She was immediately sorry for the slap, although she was. "Let me taste," Steffie softly moaned and Brad put his mouth to hers and she licked of the remaining blood that was on his lips."Mmmmmm that is so good," Steffie said as she smiled and she took her finger and wiped off the blood that was trickling down her neck.Steffie then rolled Brad over so that he was on his back. She lowered her pussy on to Brad's pulsating 9 inch cock and took it al the way down and began to ride him slowly cowgirl style.Steffi gradually built up speed until she was.