Then there was a girl sitting below where I stood. She was blonde with her hair tied up, pretty but a bit older than myself. If I had to guess, just o...t of college. I was a senior in high school so she was a hundred years older than me, or so it felt.Playing with the ring on her right hand, she pulled it away, revealing a tattoo underneath. Two wavy lines crossing each other. The sight shocked me, I’d seen that image before. She kept playing with the ring, and then letting it slide back to. "You also love your body. You are special and any girl or woman in this town would be happy to have your voice and body. You will start wearing expressive underwear that shows of your body. But you also enjoy going braless, you enjoy sunbathing and sleeping in the nude and you enjoy being fondled by any member of the Wright family, by your teammate Candice or your coach." Yes, master," she said in a way I loved. No matter."Call me Michael," I said. "Or Mike. In public, you act as if I am your. “Hey!” he said, returning fire with the same pillow. “I’m just the love slave following orders. Suz is the mastermind behind this setup. But if it makes you feel any better, I don’t think they know you live here.”Carl, Jenny, and Mike were sitting on Suzi’s couch watching Suzi’s copy of the tape my dad had made of our sex that faithful night. I stood there watching them exchange bursts of telepathic messages to each other, realizing that these three were probably the only ones who had gained. My hands trail down her her hips and onto her butt. I squeeze her upper thigh, relishing in the smooth, ample feeling. I lift her up and carry her over to the edge of the pool and set her up on the steps. I have more mobility here. Lillian rests her head on my shoulder as I begin sucking her neck. “Mmm…uhh,” she moans. I slide my right hand over her hip and down between her legs. Slowly, I rub her most private part, gently wooing her. “Uhhh,” she moans louder. I slip my fingers into her bikini.