He lived with his dad and two brothers, his older brother James and his younger brother Sam. Currently they were enjoying their vacation off a deserte... sandy beach they heard rumors about from a tackle box shop when they usually get their gear for fishing. Being near the coast of Cali, it wasn't uncommon to hear about deserted beaches that were forsaken or not sought after due to the lack of real waves or too violent ones, while other exotic creatures were known to infest its perimeter. That. He's beautiful. Is he yours?"Ceilidh shook her head, rising from the bed to come put a hand out to me. "Nope. I think he might be a stray."In the past, I may have bristled at the word "stray." It implies an unruliness or even being unwelcome. Food service workers wear hair nets to prevent stray hairs ending up in your food and I quite approve. I, however, am not stray. I am itinerant.At that moment, I didn't even notice the word. I was too busy sniffing Ceilidh's fingers. They smelled like sex. She wanted to be fucked but she sure didn't want to be pregnant. Then she took the tube of K-Y jelly. She was already getting wet in anticipation but she wanted to be sure he got his cock into her with a minimum of difficulty. She looked at the mammoth dildo in the drawer. God. Did her mother actually take that inside?He was not going to do anything, even if she wanted it. Dale fought the lewd urge that coursed through his loins and his organ swelled despite his resolve. Was she a virgin? Not. Gramma gave him an approving smile. Granddad looked at him speculatively, wondering what Jake’s intentions were.When Jake was able to break free and get home, he was pleased to see that he still had about an hour and a half before they had to leave for the Harrison’s. That gave him some time to think.He lay on his bed. He was not sure what to do about his father. It might be profitable to write, the email had said. Profitable in what way? Jake wondered. And for whom? The owner of a place where.