I was out of the pool laying in the sun, when Jay said he was going inside and watch TV. I was rather surprised he didn't stay to ogle me but after a ...it, as I lay there, my mind thinking about boys and sex, I was beginning to get a bit turned on. I looked around and saw the coast was clear and dropped my right hand down, lifted a knee and slid the bikini bottom aside to slip a finger inside. Mmm, nice.I slowly delved my insides as I lay lazily in the sun almost dozing off. Then, thirsty, I. “See something you like, faggot?” I couldn’t speak. “Hold him down.” Every guy in the locker room came towards me. I pushed through them all and ran out on the field. Why was I still trying out? All of the boys came outside with Martin Luke front and center. I turned away for fear of making eye contact and out of my peripheral vision, I saw something huge coming straight towards me. I turned right into Martin Luke’s fist as it came into my cheek and I fell to the ground. “Don’t you ever look at. Beer, whisky, cognac, rum, Fanta. "Yes. Yes. Uhh... Si, Fanta. Thank you." The barman smiled around the cigar in his mouth, opened a bottle, and poured it into an ice filled glass. Sandra almost drank it in one go."Mas?" the barman asked pointing at the nearly empty glass. "Mmm. Yes please. Uh... si." she said with a smile. With her second glass she turned around and nearly bumped into a tall, good looking man who was standing close behind her. "Oh... Sorry... I mean... um" Don't worry. "For whatever reason, yoursuggestion seems to extend just into the 'underthings' area. Clothingthat's part of your outer appearance isn't interesting to you. Does thatseem to sum it up?" Yeah, I guess it does." Well, I don't know why this happened, and I know you seem to be okayabout it, but you need to trust me that this won't be a good thing foryour future. You'll have to trust me to put it back as it needs to be,once I can get more of the drug."With that, Monica left the room. But Jackie was.