She then went and fetched a scissors from the table and cut the bedsheet where our juices soaked the bedsheet.She took a marker and wrote on the bedsh...et piece “My first sexperience”. This bitch was real serious about her orgasms.After sometime we chatted, and slept till morning 10.She got up almost at the same time as i got up.We kissed each other deeply and she left to go to loo.The bathroom door was not latched and i barged in.She smiled and asked “what do you want”. I said “i want to see. “Those little sneaks,” Sandy whispered, “I’ll bet they took that beer out of my fridge!”“You have a fridge?”“Um, yeah. Don’t you?”“Hell, no! How do you rate?”She shrugged, “I don’t know; maybe it’s because I’m over twenty-one and I can put beer in it.”“You are? Oh, yeah, I guess I knew that. I keep forgetting I’m just a kid. But I don’t see what that has to do with being allowed a fridge.”Sandy reached a hand between his legs, rubbed the bulge in his crotch, and giggled, “Some kid! Now,. I own you, yes, but you are not a slave and I am not your Master. My name is Celadus," he said."Really?" she said, shocked that she could call this Roman by his first name."Yes, Selassie. We are going to be living under the same roof, we may as well be friends and call each other by name," he said. She smiled broadly and then went to draw his bath.A few minutes later she came in to get him. "Celadus, your bath is ready," she said, still grinning. This was the first time since she had come to. It went down fast, and she drank another glass before accepting wine from Jerry."What are the chances for a shower, guys?" Sara asked as she began to unwind. "I must smell like the inside of someone's sneaker." Go ahead," Jerry said and took her to the bathroom and provided fresh towels. "Need someone to wash your back?" he leered as she stripped off her damp sweatshirt."Masher! Stay away from me. I'm a physical wreck and he wants to wash my back. A likely story." Jerry," Bev's voice came from.