"Hey fagboy!" Mark grinned at me and I'd avoided them for two days, but that wouldn't last."I just wanna go home," I whispered, looking around, but kn...wing there wasn't anyplace to run to."Sure," Billy shrugged. "After you suck our dicks." Maybe we should kick his ass first," Dale suggested as they crowded around me, but they didn't have to.I didn't put up a fight. I let them push me down and Mark had already pulled his cock out of his pants. It wasn't hard yet, but he grabbed my head and. The men suddenly attacked them and Terrance was the first causality.One of the men, almost as an after thought, threw a back hand at Terrance and he couldn't get his hands up in time in his weakened state.Terrance flew backwards and hit the wall with his shoulders and back and was out cold before he slid to the floor.Rory was next.He was very proficient with his swords, but knowing that the men were being used against their will and were being controlled by the woman, he tried to fight with. Starting the outboard and setting off already, heading for the beach. Shit. She looked a bit purposeful, though even at this distance she was hot, in a bikini, with long brown hair blowing around; athletic and confident ... shoulders, waist, those movements decisive and ... MIA! What was she doing on that catamaran? Oh, and was that small, slim one on the yacht her mum?“Quick!” Grace gestured to the girls. “It’s Mia! It’s her. Them! Get the stuff.” The girls got the message, even though Grace. I recognized the sexy southern drawl immediately and my heart started racing. He must have been near… how hadn’t I noticed him? I had been on the lookout ever since we first walked in. As he came to stand beside me, I turned to look at him, trying to calm myself. He was wearing a navy blue dress shirt tucked into his jeans, and a black Stetson that matched his dark hair. It was happening again, his nearness was turning my brains into mush. ‘You scared me…’ I stammered out, averting my eyes to.