We walked in silence to the car. Laura set in the front with me, as I got behind the wheel. Muriel was in the back.Muriel broke the tension. “You we...en’t really going to give me to the girl were you?” she said revealing that she was upset.“I merely thought she could assist you with the fitting of your new toy, nothing more. I thought you might enjoy it,” said Laura“Myles gave me all the help I needed, and I can hardly wait for his cock. I’m going to fill my prescription for birth control. She doesn’t head to her assigned room. She knows that if she goes there, she’ll be alone—alone in a room with four walls and a bed, just like she was at the end of Saige’s life. It isn’t a place she wants to be. No. She needs to go to Gunnar and lay everything out in the open. She needs to hear it from him. She needs to feel normal again.She finds Gunnar’s quarters and tests the door. It is unlocked. She slowly opens the door. She can vaguely see him sleeping on his back in the dim light coming. One look at a nice looking—okay, gorgeous—guy and I’m getting flushed. I decided it was time to get myself, and him, under control.“Let’s go to the kitchen where everybody else is. Jordan is entertaining everyone by shucking oysters,” I said. He didn’t let go of my hand right away, so I just pulled him along behind me. Where are those handcuffs, anyway? People in the kitchen had started counting down how many oysters were landing in the stew pot. I was counting how many wine bottles were empty. He hadn't shown me any signs that he was interested in me that way or with other men in general, but that didn't stop me from beginning to frequently masturbate to the thought of me sucking his cock until he spilled his load into my mouth and me swallowing it all.That, of course, led me to feel slightly ashamed of myself afterwards with my own jizz dripping down my stomach—any gay or bi-sexual person that grew up in a very religious household probably knows what I'm talking about. It's hard to.