We agreed to leave for the Pavilion in approximately two hours, in orderto give everyone time to eat, get dressed, and write down all theirpersonal in...ormation for the one who'd ended up in their body.I was out on the deck, watching the tide come in on the mostly-desertedbeach. Given the circumstances of the past twenty-four hours, I wasn'tsurprised to see that splashing in the surf or lounging in the sun hadlost their appeal for now."Hey," Kara said as she came through the door. "Can we, uh,. “Think about that when you beat your cock later.” And I did. I hadn’t masturbated this much since I was 16. I would masturbate during the day and have fast hard sex with Sara at night. Today was the fourth day. Waking up this morning, I felt defeated and guilty; not a very good combination for a man to feel. For the last four nights I had used my wife to relieve my sexual tension caused by her little sister, only it wasn't working. I had a feeling nothing would work until I was balls deep. That she had in fact been given a choice. Though really, who would choose Cazamir? Not her, she scoffed at herself… ‘ yeah, and look at where that got you.’ She stayed outside till she felt the Suns’ rays warming her. It was one of her favorite feelings, standing there as the Sun began creeping up the tree line. Feeling the first few dappled rays ripple across her skin before eventually being drenched in the warmth of the brand new day. Would there be any Sun where she was going? Would she. ”“I’d like that, if you promise to do that to me again.”“I promise.”“Just to let you know Oliver, I’ve stopped locking my apartment door so if you fancy coming up early one morning you can wake me up by doing that to me.”“I’ll remember that when all my hareem have died of too much sex.”“You’re not a muslim are you Oliver?”“Hell no, they don’t have enough wives for me.”“Nice sense of humour as well as a talented tongue. I’m not surprised that you have the girls queueing up to get photographed.