When I started hearing voices on the beach, I picked her up — still embedded in her — and carried her to the bed. I wasn't in any rush to cum and ... was enjoying feeling her. She told me years later that that morning was the most erotic thing that had ever happened to her. I did, of course, finally cum and as we faded to sleep, we promised each other that we'd get up, get dressed and see the island.I came to half consciousness to the wonderful feeling of someone blowing me. I lay there and. Sarah commed me on Tuesday and was shocked and cried when she saw the state of my body. "I'll download the comm picture stream for your father to see but I'm not sure whether he will be pleased or sorry for you." It was the first communication they'd allowed me and, because I was still in the clinic, I was still naked. When I suggested to her that father might have influenced my getting a more severe thrashing than everyone else, she looked thoughtful and said, "He hasn't said anything of. .." Alan, come on," I said. "This is a bit much, isn't it?" Relax," he replied. "Jason doesn't mind. Mom looks good like that, doesn't she?" Of course, Dad. Mom's beautiful." And she doesn't mind you seeing her that way. You don't mind, do you Honey? You don't mind if Jason gets a little peek through your shirt, right?"The truth of course was that not only did I not mind, but it was turning me on in a big way. (His calling me beautiful didn't hurt either.) I really wanted to peel off my wet. The thing that bothered her excessively was that she had yet to meet a single member of the opposite sex that considered her an equal, much less, possibly, even superior in several categories.What made matters even worse, if that was at all possible, was the fact that her beloved Amanda, with her voluptuous breasts and firmly packed posterior, was her boss and the one that would decide if her services would be required for the next project. She loved her work almost as much as she secretly.