His comment, though, brought something else to her mind.“Crap!” she said. “Did you cum in me last night?”Finally, he looked something other th...n carefree and happy.“Um ... yeah,” he said, as if that, too were a foregone conclusion.“Crap!” she said, again. “I’m not on birth control.”“You’re not?” He sounded genuinely surprised.“Ryan! I just told you I don’t do this kind of thing!”“Well yeah, but ... I guess I just thought you were.”“I’m not,” she said. “Be quiet and let me think.”She mentally. A delicate piece of fluff now stands in his place. I havesoftened so. Smooth feminine curves have replaced my once angular frame.Where I once strutted cock-sure down city streets at nights, I nowclutch your powerful arm seeking security.Even at this resort, I can do little more than lounge by the pool andread a magazine. My attire excludes me from the summer activities thatonce brought me so much fun. Swimming would mess the hair and makeupthat I fussed so to get just right. Volleyball? Not in. " You should realize that I have a high tech system in my home. If you did tape our conversation, it would come out a garbled mess. I know that you have tried. Pull out your recorder and see for yourself."He reaches in his pocket and pulls out a recorder rather than playing it he throws it on the coffee table."Well played." I truly feel like killing you." I would too. However, if I am willing to do this to one I feel is my friend. Imagine what I would do to one I don't like?" That is why I. "There's plenty of time for that. Besides, it's not what I expected from myself, to tell the truth. You inspired me." What's your second rule?" Ingrid asked curiously."When making love to your partner, make sure she is satisfied. Do whatever you have to do to make sure of it ... and ... don't take her word for it," he laughed."Ohhhh, I like those rules," she cooed. "Are there any more?" she asked."Not until I make one up," he answered, propping himself up on his side and surveying her.