” I growled. I was still feeling a bit light-headed, and was not in the mood for his crap.“What on earth are you talking about?”I sighed, and Ma...ty gulped.“Come on honey,” he said, wincing slightly at the way my eyes narrowed at the term. “You can’t just hit me up for extra cash whenever you’re feeling a bit broke. Besides, wasn’t Devlin in tonight? He’s a generous tipper.”Devlin’s tip hadn’t been any larger than normal, in fact. After his little speech, I thought he might have thrown a few. So I came up with my Rules of the Island. It was just a bit of fun.”“Let’s see,” I said, reading her notes: “’Rule 1: No clothing to be warn at any time, except sexy lingerie.’“But I don’t look very good in lingerie,” I commented.“That’s for me, silly,” she explained. “All the better to tease you with. Anyway, I like the slippery, silky feeling against my skin. But don’t worry, you can pull my panties down anytime you like.”My prick, which had been only half-erect up until now, became rock-hard. . it's not right," he said."I don't get it," she answered back."No male should ever treat a girl that way. It's wrong. Sorry if I scared you when I hit him, I tried to get him to back away without fighting." he said apologetically.Samantha looked at him with what could only be described as awe. Never had she encountered such a boy, well man really. Most boys their age pretended to be nice to get into girls' pants, and then they became the assholes they were to begin with.The food came shortly. )After so much glaring at paper pussyhe of course suggested that we havesuch a "contest" ourselves.I was too nervous to come and sonaturally he won; although that ofcourse wasn't the objective.He was, or seemed, amazed at mystroke method...which was my grippingmy cock with the first four fingers,no pinky, and grabbing my dick fromover the top of my head rather thanaround the shaft. Of course my fingertips secured my shaft. Then I strokein both an up & down way, but alsoin a kind of twisting.