"NEVER!" He shouted."Fine!" I shouted as I wrenched his arm up even harder. A second later I hear the satisfying pop as the shoulder dislocated. Howli...g at the top of his voice he pulled free of me trying to catch me again with the knife in his good arm. Sighing I stood stock still awaiting his next attack. Another lunge and I had his arm behind him as I wrenched the knife loose. Holding to his throat I growled, "yield!" NO! Kill me!" He was gasping out through the pain."I am not a lust filled. “Your parents went to Atlanta to see your sister and their new grandchild,” he informed me. “They asked me to watch the house and collect the mail, since Gwen’s parent are also out of town. Oh sorry to hear about Gwen.”“Thank you, Mr. Reynolds. Do you have a key?” I asked.“No, I do not. There was no reason for me to get inside,” he answered. “Do you need me to give you a ride somewhere?”“Thanks for offering. I'll call the person that dropped me off,” I answered.“Ok, good to see you again Tommy. Speaking for myself, a good romp in the sand video, is only enhanced when the camera, has a limited point of view and can only be zoomed-in and out.True Beach Sex scenes are normally committed in secrecy, with the participants normally nervously looking around, hoping not to be spotted.That kind of voyouristic filming gives me goosebumps, as we the viewer are actually watching something illict, not meant to be seen, sharing an act of pleasure and being excited as would be participants.So for. ”“So, I have to fuck both of you to stay here.”“So, you think THAT’S all there is to this?”“What else is there!”“I’ve come to care for you, and this has hurt me, not as much as you, but it still does. I feel SICK that you could be out on the streets. And Dylan! I’ve become quite fond of the boy, believe me, and I would never do anything to you or him that would jeopardize your safety.“And you can’t step up for me.”“You don’t think I’ve tried?”“I have no IDEA what you’ve tried.”He said, “I think.