The rules were simple. She had a minute to hide somewhere inside the large house. If Steve found her in 10 minutes he would dictate the style and pace...of their lovemaking. Otherwise he would call the shots. Although Steve was sexy, generous and loving he tended to take over in bed. Not that it really upset her. She enjoyed watching his muscular physique thrusting against her in her large wardrobe mirror, or in front of the mirror wall of his bathroom. But sometimes she wanted a free rein to. As we went upstairs she walked ahead i could feel the heat coming from her, as she walked in the room, i closed the door and turned around and she punched me, as i put my face back in place, i grabbed her and told her to calm the fuck down, when i pulled her she felt my heart racing,she asked y it was racing cause she love to antagonist a situation which she already knew. i let her go and she slowly unbutton what was left of her open shirt, and she looked in my wardrobe for a shirt, i grabbed. You see, The Island is a complex, a settlment started by some of the vangaurds of hippies in the late fifties, and it has only grown since then. it was settled by 8 families, but since it's inceptiom, 5 have left and 3 remain. of the remaining three, im part of the bastions, the first family to settle here.I walk to my fathers home, a small, un-imposing hut, tucked away a little, out of view of the shore line. I love my father fine, but im not sure im ready for what is to come today. as i. "Oh then, what does a pussy feel like, is it hard or soft?" I thought on it for a moment, knowing I've never really felt one."Soft" I told him, which he nodded. "What does it taste like?" he asked.I recoiled, not sure what he was asking. He prodded me about Brianne and asked if I had ever taken her pants off. I shook my head."You know, I can show you a way to unbutton her pants and take them off without her even really knowing."I expressed my interest in learning this trick. He said he.