As I came out my companion was drying himself. “ My name is Giles and I am in room 241. Come along in 30 minutes if you want but I’ll understand i... you decide otherwise.” I went to my room and sat on my bed confused, horny and undecided. My cock was still hard and I could not get Giles body and cock out of my mind. After 30 minutes I found myself outside room 241 and knocking on the door. The door opened and Giles stood in a dressing gown smiling the biggest, whitest smile I had ever seen. His. The bedroom blind parted just a little and if you watched carefully, you could see the motion of someone moving inside. Since Mom and I had lived alone since Dad moved out when I was 12, it didn't take geniuses to figure out that Mom was watching us.John decided to give her a show about a half hour later. He climbed out of the hot tub and walked over to the edge of the porch, right in front of the bedroom window and took a whiz. From then on, we all did the same whenever we felt the need. We. Thompson at school, Principal Miller, Coach Murphy, three other male teachers, kind-hearted Dom who ran the local ice cream stand, and a few other studs in our small suburb of Thousand Oaks.“But out so late?” Mother frowned. “And in LA? The Sunset Strip, darling. Do you think that’s too much? What if she can’t handle it?”“The outreach to the homeless shelter is important. She’s eager to help.” The “outreach” to the Sunset Homeless Shelter, which didn’t even exist, was the lie Daddy told Mother. My heart was racing and I felt flush. I couldn't get the feeling off my mind. Taking a deep breath I moved back to the table unsure about how to proceed. Should I stop? Should I finish the massage? What is he expecting now? What will I do if he wants to go farther? His uncanny ability to read my thoughts brought me back and answered one question. "Try again. This time drop your pants."Even after drinking some water I could taste his skin and that slightly salty aftertaste. My body was sweaty.