Still, it felt... right. Morgan and I had something between us, and it wasn't just physical compatibility. No, it wasn't the soulmate, finish-each-oth...r's-sentences thing that Maddie and I shared, but it was something... comparable. Apples and oranges, if you would. If Maddie and I had stayed together, I would have never considered exploring it, but as it is... I've said it before, and I'll say it again: I'm not a romantic. I don't believe in 'happily ever after' anymore. Having it come. She looked disappointed, but I think she understood.She came over to me holding her hair up and untying the top of her bikini. Now I was sitting and her crotch was at eye level. I could see that her little camel toe and that she had a small wet spot. Any chance of loosing my hard on just went away and I was mesmerized knowing that I had done that to her.She pulled her top up to tie it tighter and went a bit to high with the bottom of her breast showing and half a nipple on one side. I told her. Apparently he had learned his lesson well. When I went outside I found him trimming the shrubs as I had ordered. I watched as he raked the trimmings. He continued this work after lunch and I stopped him just after five. It was almost dark. I allowed him a shower and fed him, a nice roast beef that I cut into small pieces and fed him from his bowl with some mashed potatoes and gravy. After dinner I set him up to watch his BDSM video while I prepared for the evening’s fun.Gerald gave a. It was set under palm trees that gave the campers some shelter from the hot summer sun.The beach was set in a small bay that was a popular recreational fishing spot. There was also wind surfing, boating, water skiing, all available from the beach concessionaires. A real family holiday spot.I had just turned 17 that summer, my sister an annoying 13. My dad ran the family business, a wholesalers, taking over from my grandfather.I guess you could say I had a silver spoon in my mouth, but I never.