Candy wants to say she appreciated his gentleness, waiting for her to be ready to meet, and then slowly testing the limits of their comfort zones. She...wants to say all this and more, but Sir's hand still is around her neck, and all she can do is open her mouth."That's better," Sir says, removing his hand, and then thrusting the butt plug down Candy's throat. Candy gags; the butt plug quite long and thick. Seeing her discomfort, Sir grins and pushes the plug deeper, making Candy gag and choke. I tried to just go to sleep, but his musky smell mixed with that of lake water was putting me once again under his spell. The tighter he pulled me into him, the more I seemed to melt right on back into him. His calloused hands began slowly lifting my shirt, pulling it up and over my head. With his index finger, he was lightly tracing my thigh at the hem of my board shorts. I wanted him fully naked and more vulnerable than me tonight, so I quickly removed his loose fitting swim trunks that hung. Not a good look for me I decided.I finally hailed down a cab when a voice came from behind. “Do you mind if we share a cab? I have no desire to stand in this rain any longer. Where are you staying?” I replied, “I am staying at the Waldorf Astoria in Midtown.” He eyes lit up and he seemed excited and said “thanks, I am staying nearby so this will work out great.”As we climbed into the cab I could help notice how good looking this guy was. He was tall and handsome, with a European accent. . "While Tom had 'more or less' kept Bobbie up to date about what had happened at camp including the three-day outing on Skinny Dipper Island, he had been vague on the details, so the following morning, Bobbie called Helen Adams, Linda's mother, to see if she could fill in the gaps. What she heard threw her for a loop."You mean to say that they spent most of the season naked? The way that I had understood it when that Mr. Douglas called was that it had been an occasional skinny dip. How do you.