He brought them out to the living room and I followed, watching as he put on a game show. We sat there together, not really paying attention to the TV...or even to the delicious food in front of us.I thought for a long time in that darkened living room, my shoulder against Patrick’s. I loved Patrick and he loved me. Maybe it wouldn’t always be rainbows and unicorns and pixie dust. In fact, it wasn’t even that now. The point was you never really know if loving one another is always going to be. When they said eat like a dog, he’d eat like a dog, then lick his fingers. He’d keep the rebellions too small to notice, but enough to keep him from breaking. Satisfied that he’d never crumple to the whims of the trainers and Mistress Raell, Drake curled up in the sand, shifting it around so that he was comfortable. His stomach grumbled, reminding him of the meal his missed. ‘Breakfast’ was his last thought before he passed out. The next morning started weeks of training and conditioning. He’d. As I put my hands on her sides and we looked at each other, she suddenly kissed me on the cheek. It surprised me and when she said, “Thanks,” I pulled her close and said, “This is nice.”I thought about kissing her, but I became so nervous, I ended up letting her go and swimming a little ways away. It felt so good to be with her, and yea, we did mess around a little in the pool, splashing and laughing, but when I accidentally put my hands on her boobs, pushing her away, she looked at me with big. I then quickly yanked up my panties and gave her a look that it's her turn to show me her 'puddy'. She notched her panties down to her knees and spread her legs a bit as I looked, I could see she had a nice 'triangle' of hair and I was a bit embarrassed as I was completely hairless.She then suggested that we kiss again but without our panties on - for some reason we both kept our shirts on but hers was rolled up exposing her belly. I agreed, and my panties came all the way off - she had her.