"But then the curiosity of Sandra took over, and she asked her dad, "But why did she help me like that? I was sure that the cops would put me on displ...y while undressing me! I had been so afraid for this, especially after what you had said on Friday, and what I had heard on TV."She saw that her mother was about to tell her something but her dad cleared his throat and then said, "Well, Veronique is an old friend of our family, that's why she wanted to protect you as much as she could." She's an. It must have been soul destroying." How did you feel about it?" It felt like I was cheating on him, betraying him in some way. I began to picture his face on the endless nobodies that I was fucking my way through each day but it was a fool's errand, whenever I looked up I could see him, see the hurt in his eyes as I built to orgasm and the speed at which he left me there when I began to come." Didn't you tell each other how you felt?" How could we? We knew it couldn't make any difference. Our. ’ ‘What about the Catholic thing of confession, specifically your cousin the Priest?’ ‘No not even there or him,’ I assured him. ‘Do you want me to suggest what else I believe turns you on?’ He didn’t answer. ‘You like being in charge,’ as I continued to shave him. ‘I’ll concede that.’ ‘Good, we are making progress. I enjoy letting you be in charge most of the time.’ ‘I concede that too. You know your own mind Beth, I found that out at my own peril. I still have the bruises on my arms and. Our two friends were sound asleep when Bob whispered, "Let's go sit on the back porch...it's too hot in this tent." I had put my shorts back on after the naked hide and seek...but Bob had not. So here we are, Bob and I sitting in the patio chairs in the cool of the night. We were out of earshot from our two friends so we could talk a little louder...but still barely over a whisper.I commented to Bob how his cock had changed from last summer. It seemed to be bigger and had more pubes. He said,.