You can wait outside, go check on the status of their transportation, or get some coffee. I don’t care.”Without waiting for a response, Bobby took...Katie’s hand and led her and JR into her parent’s room. Mr. and Mrs. Freeman stepped aside to let them in. Bobby closed the door and made sure it was latched before speaking, addressing Katie’s parents first.“Did the Marshals give you any indication of why they wanted to return you to your house today?” he asked them.“No, they just showed up after. "It look like uh scar where uh nail was pushed through?" I asked."Yes."I nodded. "It's the scar where a fish hook was pushed through." I thought no permanent marks." It was kinda an accident. We were fooling around below deck an' hit uh storm. I was trying to talk him into sticking me with the thing an' we both got knocked over. I'm just lucky it went in the skin 'steada my nut." Alright. Stand."Conversation has ended, I guess, I thought and stood up. My legs were a little tingly but not bad.. Eventually, I rolled next to Sami, and she rested her head on my shoulder. We didn’t talk for a long time; there was nothing left to say. I felt wetness on my shoulder and felt her shaking. I swallowed hard, and told her everything was going to be alright. The words pained me, since it felt like a lie.Some hours later, we eventually talked ourselves into leaving the hotel room, and visiting the ocean one final time. We arrived there just before sunrise, walking hand-in-hand in our bare. This was my chance and I had to take it. Slowly moving up to Nat from behind, my right hand still holding onto my erection down my jeans. I moved my left hand up to the top of her ass and clamped my hand firmly and flatly against it. “What are you doing?” she said, as I slowly ran my hand all the way down and between her legs. “I have to have this Natalie. I’ve wanted it for a long time now and so have you, you just can't admit it.” “But we can't do this,” she growled, “I’m in a.