Cold draft?I turned to rinse out my hair. I wanted to see who was in the shower with me. Then I felt hands on my chest. "Who's there?"Whoever it was d...dn't answer. And whoever they were, they were moving down toward my swelling penis.Furiously, I wiped the water from my eyes, but in my rush, the sting of soap hit me. So much for "no-tears".Those hands moved down to my thighs, bypassing my hardening member. I started to turn, to pull away from the invader, but they grabbed my hips and held me.. They took only some small cans to fill up with water which they could carry easier than the larger tin containers. The siblings did not neglect washing each other in the lagoon before their departure. They had no idea how long it would take or if the stream would even empty into the sea anywhere near their camp site. So, they couldn't waste much time lingering at the lagoon. They were soon on their way.The boy and his sister cut the time to reach the waterfall down to one and a half hours since. You grimace at the prospect of having to go into the main building, because you know exactly what being here means.Longer classes, more study, no free time, no drinking, no smoking, stricter teachers. Hell, there's even a uniform code, as you can tell from the tie and collar currently strangling you. This place is going to be a living hell, that's for sure. You know your cousin Sarah goes here, she's sure complained about this place enough.You heft your school bag over your shoulder, grabbing. If you keep fucking around you’re going to get caught and that’ll raise hell in your life. Some husbands can get an erotic thrill out of their wife getting fucked when they know about it and even sometimes watch. But the fact that he knows and approves would make it more legitimate so that door would get closed in your face.”I thought about that a bit and recognized his logic but wasn’t sure I agreed with it. After all it was my thrills we were talking about, not his. Maybe just the fact that.