I need a stereotype." I whispered. He met my overtly racist comment with a smile."You're in luck. Now finish your drink." As we rotated back towards t...e bar, he pulled his stool closer to mine, and directed my hand into his lap."You're going to remember this stereotype." And he might be right. My hand rested somewhere along a thick shaft, a few inches down his pant leg."Bartender! Put my drinks on this lovely lady's tab, and bring her the bill now." He said this loud enough for those close to. I do ok saying truthful things in a way that lets people come to their own conclusions, but I don’t lie. That trip was my first trip after the clinic blinded me. The two who said they were my older siblings did all the lying. All I had to do was be an angry blind kid,” I told her. “Whoever paid, the people who sent me said I did what they needed from me. All that money went into offshore accounts owned by an LLC setup on that island.”Vee told me, “So far, that isn’t making me want to give you. Petersen," she then said in her best baby talk, "I think you're staring at my panties, shame on you!!!" "Uh, oh no," he stammered, "I was just, you know, rubbing your leg, does it feel better now," he asked huskily!?! "Now, now," she replied, "you know you were staring, what color am I wearing, white, blue, or pink, you know the answer, tell me now!?!" "I-I don't know," he said as his voice trailed off!!"Mr. Petersen,"she said in a scolding little girl voice, "you know it's wrong to lie, and. Both Kris and I shrugged what the hell and took a couple more hits and then headed to the shower. We had to leave our towels under the enclosure so they wouldn't get soaked by the rain so it necessitated us stripping nude in front of Peter and Kara and then walking about 8 feet to the shower area. We showered quickly trying to use the hot water of the shower to offset the cold rain falling. I felt Kris soaping up my semi-hard cock and she gave me a naughty little look as she gave it few more.