Siza was very unhappy but in her own way she knew how to do denial just as well as I. She refused to let herself accept my leaving as anything but ord...nary. It was like I was just going to be gone for a month or so.My grief was just piling up. There would no more fun, or skinny dipping, or Siza pulling me around by my penis. There was no more.It was decided as well my sister was leaving the island to return to our home in the Pacific Northwest. She said she felt lonely. Apparently my paradise. ”“You shouldn’t say that.”“Why not? It’s true, isn’t it?”“You know I can’t answer that.” The sensual tone in her voice almost invited him to keep pressuring her.“Why not?”“Because……”I could feel her look over at me.“You’re as turned on as I am, aren’t you?” He pressed.“Yes.” She whispered seductively.My cock was dripping and heart was pounding so much I was sure they could hear it. Then, suddenly startled I was by a hand shaking me on my shoulder and I heard my brother saying I should get. "I looked from the den into the courtyard as Kara and Misty came out of the bedroom. Kara was probably naked under the fluffy white towel that was just big enough to conceal her tits and ass. Misty wore a thin cotton robe and carried a towel.Kara removed the towel and stepped into the tub. She was indeed naked. From her prancing around and the careful way she sat down, I assumed the water was plenty hot. Misty stepped in gingerly and untied her robe as if to take it off. Then in a second. Looking for me; everything you’ve done for me. Adam, Ben,” John’s eyes flickered to Spooky for a brief second, “I’m sorry that you’re stuck here now. I didn’t mean to drag you into my mess.”“No way.” Ben objected. “We came looking for you, yeah but these fuckers killed Marty. And now they have Top*. They deserve whatever they get.”John sighed. “That brings me to what I wanted to talk about. Yes, the people fucking with us are horrible, evil dudes; who do deserve every bit of our fucking right.