We had already looked after the animals before breakfast, so there was nothing else to do until the Indians decided on how to attack us.That was takin... such a long time, and there were no Indians guarding the front door, that I decided to go out to take a look around. My host promised to watch out for me and to let me back in if I needed it. I guess that I was letting my boredom get to me, but I had to do something. I took my Henry and went outside. I waited until my host had closed and barred. "A mischievous look crossed Yann's features. "Now I don't know whether to look or not!"I gave him a kiss and a swat on the ass and let him go dress for going out.That tall blonde guy was Pierce Maxwell, entrepreneur and playboy. He had taken his daddy's small funds, bet on some risky tech firms and won big time on all of them. He had that rare gift of being able to make money when the market was climbing or when it was falling. We'd had a fling briefly when we were both young and stupid, but. I continued to watch you in the shower as you dipped your middle finger downward to slip it between your folds and into your canal. Your moans became louder as you fingered yourself and I could see that, by the angle of your hand, your palm was grinding into your nub. I stood there, transfixed. In all the time we had been together, I had never seen you pleasure yourself, and I was liking what I saw. Your head was moving back and forth, your cries filling the tiny room. The hand on your breast. His facial expression also showcased his loneliness, he had a near constant neutral expression and wore glasses like Jeremie, but thinner and less bulky. After that, he noticed that the student was underweight, but just slightly bigger than Odd. Jeremie also noticed his small stature, who was barely bigger than a metre and a half."What's his name?" Jeremie asked to Ulrich and Odd, who was busy stuffing his face down (Just how did he stay thin or as he prefers to say, Svelte?)."I think his name.