" No he wouldn't," Cherrill laughed. "The goddesses don't have any carpets! They're all bare down there! It's a genetic thing." In that case," Victori... replied, laughing as well, "we have got to go to worship tonight!"By the time they were finished eating, the northern crystal sun had dimmed down, leaving the southern sun to light up the late afternoon. Cherrill and Victoria found a park only two streets away from the palace. There was a musical group playing – flutes, a violin and a guitar –. "He smiled, "Well, you're more than welcome to show your appreciation...". Those were just the words I was waiting for.I rolled over onto my back and raised my legs and parted them just enough to apply an ample supply of slick and creamy oil and sunscreen to my penis ad breast area. "Would you mind rubbing some on my back?" I asked."Gladly". He took the bottle as I rolled back on to my stomach and began applying the oil to my back. His hands were soft, yet manly and strong. He worked his way. "So? What the fuck do you think you're doing? Protecting her?"On either side of me, I heard both Harold and Vinnie chuckling. Vinnie gave me a vicious poke in the ribs."No, man," I managed, "we're just friends, walking down the hall."He threw me back up against the lockers, getting some lift with his legs this time. I thought my feet were dangling off the floor, and I knew I was having trouble breathing."Wrong answer, pussy boy," he growled. "Let's try again, motherfucker." He let me down. While I had been working on this unresponsive girl I had noted that she was quite comely. Her long, slim legs and well turned ass complimented her two rather small, pert breasts. Her face had been beautiful earlier and her black hair set it off nicely. She lay, totally nude in the spare bed, not six feet from where I stood. By 6:30 a.m. I had retired to my bed and attempted to get some sleep. . . .The apartment was clean, her clothes were clean, and she was sleeping soundly. . . . .the rest.