As I was sleeping something gently woke me. It was a hand on my hip as I was laying with my back toward Jay. I pretended to still be asleep when the...hand gently pulled me on my back. Without resisting I let the hand roll me as I "slept". Ever so slowly and gently the hand slid into my tighty whities and started to feel my soft penis. As the feeling continued I began to get hard and he kept rubbing. I remember moving a little as if I was waking then the hand stopped rubbing but still held. ‘Don’t throw away your hope of happiness, daughter,’ the King Consoled. ‘Merely consider the offer. I’ll not cast my pearl before the swine without your consent.’ But he knew what she would do. The King lit his cigar and leaned back in his chair. With violent puffs, he closed his eyes and tried to remember Prince Bonito. He could not. All of them were alike in their unworthiness. ‘The Queen awaits you, Your Majesty.’ Daniel, his personal steward had slipped into the room quietly. The King. "Why?" Because that bulge in your shorts is rather obvious and I rather think I'd like to do something about it" Good idea" I laughed and we gathered up our things for the short walk back to the hotel.We'd been here for just over a week and I understood why my Aunt came here regularly, there was hardly any crime here at all, the cheerful islanders did everything they could to make visitors welcome, the sun blazed down every day and only one law seemed to be enforced, which was that total nudity. “You know ... you’ve never said a bad word about Sam or Max when she wasn’t in the room.”“Who would do that?” Alex seemed aghast.“Girls do,” Max said as she returned. She smiled and hopped over the armrest and dropped down, hard, on Alex’s lap. The blonde groaned while Max and I laughed. “Like, all of them. I thought that’s why you hated high school and band?”“I hated them because no one took anything seriously,” Alex said. “And I felt I had to slack off at some things to fit in, and then I.