So you're lucky, because right now I'm going totake what I can get. And right now, I'm going to get you to fear me.I'm going to get you to respect me....Do you fear me, Barbie?"I definitely did, but I didn't know whether to admit it. My hesitationwas too much for him, because he struck me firmly across the face.Quickly, I said. "Yes, yes I fear you." My voice was weak and rasping.He smiled and flared his nostrils. "Do you respect me?"I knew what to say time. "Yes, Antonio, I respect you." Then. On top of everything else, I just couldn’t deal with this. “This isn’t my bag.” For a few brief moments I considered abandoning my luggage and just going without for the festival, replacing everything later. The festival was clothing-optional; there isn’t a lot I strictly had to have. Giving up that dream, I faced the long, expensive trek back to the airport and back to the camp ground. The driver was happy to tell me of the plans he’d already had to cancel to pick me up. He wasn’t upset, we. As summer drew nearer and the weather grew hotter, Ifound myself spending more Wednesday afternoons at thebeach. It was my favorite place to be, I’d been alifeguard back in high school. But when summer didarrive, the beach was too crowded with tourists for mytastes.Then I remembered the old park. It was a huge place heand his friends hung out at when he was young. It waslush with exotic foliage, almost jungle-like.In the center of the park was a small lake, surroundedby foliage, almost. I needed it so badly by now and seeing Dave’s encouraging look of lust, I started talking dirty as I undid the buttons on Greg’s shorts allowing me the enjoyment of actually feeling it. It felt hot in my hand and I needed it inside me. Turning my attention back to Dave who was grinning from ear to ear and was already sporting a serious hard on and asked “What do you want me to do Dave” “Suck another man’s cock for you to see?” Fuck, I really wanted to take his cock in my mouth it but wanted to.