“You advertised for apartment caretakers,” I said as I sat across from the manager. He was purported to be the brains of the outfit, but you would...’t guess it by looking at him. He had thick, black-rimmed glasses and wore a mechanic’s blue shirt with the name ‘Jim’ embroidered across the pocket. “I know that I’m young, but I’m capable and devoted. I’m good at cleaning and I can handle most minor home repairs. I’ve even replaced outlets and light switches, unstopped toilets, and shut off gas in. I take a quick glance in the mirror and notice how messy my hair is, but I leave it alone. I open the door to my sister's room as I see her sleeping in her bed. She has long brown hair that is currently stretched out in all directions, she has fairer skin than me but we share the exact same olive-green eyes, except for my strange left eye. She's facing me but she's still asleep and unless I close my left eye, she wouldn't even notice I'm here.I close the door as I head back into my room and. “Shit,” he said. “I think it’s a bit late for that now.”Laura looked down at the lump in his pants. He pulled his jacket closed but was too slow. Laura saw a small wet stain spread slowly. “Oh, bollocks! Never mind. Guess I’ll just have to put in some overtime.”“I’m ... I’m sorry. I’ve never ... I mean ... I...”“Gavin? Are you a virgin?”He nodded.“You’ve travelled all over Europe and Africa, and you’re still a virgin?”Gavin shrugged. “I suppose I just never met the right girl.”“Well, you have. For two years I contained my desire to expose myself for his sake and because I knew it bothered him.Until we go on vacation to Ibiza.As many of you probably know, Ibiza is the home of topless where many girls decide to take their bikinis off to sunbath, a bit for freedom and a bit, let's face it, to be looked at. So I tease my boyfriend a couple of times telling him that I would take my top off, but that just annoys him and puts him in a bad mood. For me, looking at other girls with my breasts.