“Champagne? It’s 10.30 in the morning.” I looked at my watch. “So it is. Champagne, please Hat and bring a glass for yourself.” Felicity loo...ed daggers at me as we sat in silence waiting for Hattie’s return. She brought the booze and glasses, poured then sat crossing one fabulously long leg over the other and making me almost moan. “God, Hattie, do me a favour and turn queer.” She smiled. “Behave.” The Interview. The interview was on an arts programme that aired late Friday afternoons and was. There were still a few people around but I didn’t care if they saw my cum covered ass. All too soon Ryan said he had to go and find his friends and I reluctantly got off him and pulled my Speedos up creating obvious marks as Ryan’s cum seeped through the thin material. As we were walking slowly back down the beach Ryan reached his hand inside my swimsuit and groped my ass then to my surprise pushed his middle finger in my hole and started working it around. Needless to say I was very turned on. He was just too strong for her, and had her in to venerable a position. “Please I don’t want that.” She begged, hoping against hope that she could persuade him to relent. “I’ll fuck you again, I’ll ride you if you want. But please don’t fuck my ass.” She offered him. He shook his head.“Nope, I want your ass girl and I’m gonna have it.” He said reaching over to pull a tube of hand gel towards him. He scooped out a large dollop, his hand slipped behind her and she felt him rubbing the gel. ”“Walk where?” the other asked, looking at Sean suspiciously.“Since you don’t want to go to the hospital or tell me where you live, I’ll take you to my house. It’s not much, but I can see to your wounds and make sure nothing is broken.”“You’re a doctor or something?”“No, just a nurse in training,” he answered without even thinking.The laugh that followed made him grind his teeth.“What’s so funny?”“Nothing. I thought only girls could be nurses.”Sean had a mind to leave the obnoxious sexy boy.