I opened it and there stood Kevin, in nothing but his navy polo and white briefs. I had only had sex my ex boyfriend from the age of 20 to 24 but was...still fairly sure most men - at least younger men - don’t normally wear briefs. I could see his package resting snuggly inside the white fabric. "What the fuck Kevin!" Well I can't sleep in jeans. Plus they are wet. Your couch cushions are soaked."I angrily walked to the living room, eager to call his bull shit but surely enough the couch was. It finally broke free with the same snap. It looked strangely exciting seeing that metal rod in her tit so deep and it did not seem to be the most painful thing she has done. Or in better words let be done. The next one, he picked an already broken area. He found a cut and the skewer went in so much easier. He shoved it deep and left it with out making it come out. He took another skewer and lifted her tit and made her stand just enough, that her breast was high enough off the table to put the. It was quick - no underwear. I looked at Melissa and said, "We've been here before." I raced away."I'll get towels." I heard her call out as I caught up to Silvio, who was at the water's edge setting the lantern down."It's a good thing there are no rays around now so you don't have to dance in the water, they're further up north now. Nothing to worry about except maybe shark." He jumped into the water laughing with me close behind. I dove in and promptly crashed into him, my hands thrashing. I then asked Erin where her clothes and things were kept and where I could find some suitcases, and so informed I went upstairs and began packing her things.To say that I was incandescent with rage would be an understatement, and she was not going to spend another minute in that house if I could help it.I had left the front door wide open for the Police, who responded extremely promptly, and before I knew it I was being confronted by a woman officer who had a gun drawn on me and I could tell.