She said her married friends who did not have slaves, perhaps because their husbands forbade it, or they could not afford them, would ask if Micus was...‘available’.Gramica laughed, telling me Micus was always available to her friends, that she enjoyed sharing him. And so her friends would, one by one, go to one of the guest bedrooms where Micus was waiting.Gramica’s friend would then get pounded by Micus’ huge cock. Once her friend was completely satisfied, she would come back to the party. “It wouldn’t be sleeping with me, in the sense you meant it,” he argued. “We would only be sleeping in the same bed, not actually sleeping together.”“Bobby, when a man and woman who like each other sleep in the same bed, one or the other, or both, are going to be tempted to do things. It’s just nature.”“Okay, what if our beds were right next to each other, then? You could still reach over and poke me, but we wouldn’t be in the same bed.”“If you were any other man I’d think you were trying to. There also is a strong current between tides on the east side. Not a good idea to go swimming there,” she responded.“Thank you!” I said and gave her a long kiss, before she went off to work. I went back to my room to put on my swimwear. I went back down to the lobby. Cinnamon and Holly were at the front desk both waved and I waved back, before walking out the door toward the beach. I decided to check out the beach on the east side. I walked along the beach heading east. I watched a small. I felt sure that could not warrant a spanking. Kate smirked at me as her mother went into the kitchen and I took a swipe at her. Aunty Beryl put her hand on my shoulder and pointed to my chair, adding “I saw that. Now sit down and eat your breakfast before you make it any worse.” After breakfast, Aunty took me upstairs “Now I want you to go back in there and have a proper wash. I will be here when you come out.” And she waited while I finished in the bathroom. Then she checked behind my ears.