I was sliding down the lounger like a long oozing gel. And the sun was now setting. What a scene."I never could understand why Floridians aren't natur...lly nude all the time with this fucking heat and humidity. The Indians had it right, greeting the Conquistadors in their birthday suits. They should have kept it that way." You learn to wear less," offered Silvio. "I usually wear a tee shirt, shorts and underwear." I don't even wear underwear," I said."My balls sweat..." Jesus, Silvio!" I'm just. ..” His voice trailed off. “Weak? Submissive? Insert simultaneously misogynist and homophobic slur here?” “Yeah,” he said. “That.” “Look,” I said, “normally I reject labels and roles. But since it's just us girls: Out here I may run your shit, but in the bedroom I'm definitely the bottom in this relationship. I fuck you sometimes, but it's what, four to one? Five?” “Nights?” he said. “Or... um... fuckings? You fuck me like once a week, I guess? But you count weekends, I gotta be working that. Then his voice can be heard letting out a drawn out heavy groan. That's it! Sarah was going to tell him to stop now. She jumped out of bed & headed straight for the loft stairs. As she crept up those stairs, doubt set in. What if she was wrong? As she reached the top of the stairs, the door was slightly ajar. She spied through the gap created. What she saw shocked her. Patrick had his back turned to her, squatted down on the bed in his knees, naked. Sarah could see through the fast pistoning. How embarassing and at the same time so exciting it was to have a total stranger catch me masturbating. Once my erection returned I finished jacking off, cleaned up and got dressed and went out to the living room to meet them.I walked out and said Hello, my Mom introduced my Aunt Jody and said "You've already met your cousin Faith haven't you?" I felt my face flush as I looked at Faith smiling at me "Uh ...yes, we've met." Faith walked over to me and gave me a hug, "It's nice to see you." she.