Hell, it was obvious I was nothing to her, but I still had a little pride.She nodded. "Okay, Harvey, I knew it was going to be tough for you to accept... I'll be patient; I owe you that. But, Harv, if you think over what I've been saying; well, I think you might want to reconsider. The door is open, and it will stay open forever, Harvey. You are my beloved even if it doesn't seem so at the moment. Please, give what I've said some thought." I didn't answer her, I just looked at her and went to the. ‘Faster, harder,’ she whispered, and I positioned my thumb and palm against her clit and into her love hole, and continued with mounting momentum. Her breasts jiggled and her hips pumped to meet my hand. The orgasm hit her like the Caribbean waves socked the nearby shore, and she muffled a blissful scream. Both spent, and, soaked with oil, sweat and sex, we dressed and took the next powerboat back to our room at the resort on the main island. The cool air conditioning was refreshing and I. As many college students I often spent my off hours at the local bar. You could find me there many night drinking, hitting on girls and playing pool. Well, I have always had a thing for petite rocker girls. You know the kind tight little skirts with thigh high fishnets and knee high black boots usually wearing a loose fitting band shirt. Hair all disheveled and streaks of some sort of crazy color to offset the equally bright make-up and piercings. It was the beginning of January and classes. It was said that a boy’s balls finally start working with a hard kick in the balls, only then will they grow up to become men. At first it started as a joke, until the all-female teachers and principal started enforcing it. It became a rule that girls had the right to exploit and hurt boys through this intensely painful weakness. And when boys acted badly as they’re prone to do, they would be punished. For boys, it became their living nightmare. And for the girls, being called to do these.