Hell, I had slept with everyone that was going to see me in them, except my brother of course. I was probably going to be taking everything off again ...t some point.Heading downstairs, I saw that I wasn't the only one that overslept. It was almost 11, and we were all loitering around the kitchen for breakfast. Also, I wasn't the only one who had gotten lazy on the dress code.Brad was completely nude, just walking around with a half-hard cock.Brittany was wearing her bra (for support obviously). "You know I do, babe."She floated closer, that familiar tingle in her stomach growing as she got near him. "If I let you touch them, will you give my top back?"He seemed to consider it, circling her in the water, trying to stay out of arms reach, eyes still occasionally glancing down at her chest. "Maybe. What else is on offer?"She smirked at him. "Oh, I can think of a few things you'd like." She came in closer, hands resting on his bare torso. He licked his lips and raised an eyebrow. Her. How could a man do this? Did he even know that he was killing her, slowly, a little every time? Of course he didn’t know. He only knew his own feelings. She turned away from his scent and rolled herself to her own side of the bed. Curling into herself for comfort she allowed her emotions to play havoc fully in her mind. She didn’t like being this way. She wanted to be herself again. She wanted to be strong and willful, bold and powerful, she wanted to remember what it was to shine and have. ’ He brought her finger tips up to his mouth and kissed them. Though she had grown to hate and resent him for taking her only daughter, he could still send chills through her. ‘If you feel that she needs her mother’s care now, then she shall have it,’ he said looking into her eyes. She knew that he was sincere by virtue of the crackling electricity that fired in his blue eyes. She thought the power he used in his lightening bolts must come from his eyes and the fiery mind behind them. She took.