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Horseplay 4/21
Vincent Dukorr
MF Mdom exhib

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Horseplay
Chapter 4 : Thursday

  Neil felt Mae stir. Over the night he'd wound up spooning behind her
again with his arm draped over her. She was trying to untangle herself
without waking him. In a bit of a panic he pulled her close and she
nuzzled his arm briefly.
	"I've got to get up Neil." she whispered.
	He grumbled something and refused to budge.
	She laughed softly and pulled free. "Bathroom" she whispered.
	When she returned Neil pulled her close again, fully awake. Her
movement and scent, lying beside him in some oversized shirt was also
arousing him, especially when he realized the shirt was one of his
Yankee tees. The situation wasn't helping clear up his confusion, so
he pulled himself to her.
	"We need to talk".
	Mae whined petulantly and shook her head.
	"Yes... I'm sorry I"
	But Mae silenced him. She rolled to face him and kissed him,
something he realized they'd never really done. Her face was wet with
tears and she held him so he couldn't speak.
	"Mae..." he mumbled.
	"I'm sorry" she whispered urgently. "You were right to be mad.
I was treating you like a boyfriend some of the time, but... I didn't
want to cheat on Steve. If I didn't have feelings, then it wasn't
really cheating on our relationship."
	Neil shook his head and opened his mouth, only to find a hand
there.
	"I just wanted it to be about sex, I'd convinced myself" she
said quietly. "But its not. And you knew that. I knew that... and I'm
so so sorry."
	Neil couldn't help but get the impression she was essentially
breaking up with him, but kept his mouth shut out of fear.
	"I can't be your girlfriend. I have to hold on to that for now,
OK? OK Neil? I don't know what we have, and I know its stupid to
ignore our feelings... But... can we just pretend its all about the
sex?"
	Neil was quiet. He didn't know how to do what she wanted but he
didn't want to lose her. "What... what do..." he started.
	Mae shook her head. "Just tell me I'm not your girlfriend. I'll
be your ... your sex kitten.. you sex slave... anything you want. Just
don't change what we are and pretend for me... OK?"
	Neil kissed her. It was the only thing he could think of. "I
want this.." he said quietly.
	"You can have anything you want. I'll do anything you tell me"
she whispered quietly.
	"Not if you don't feel something.." Neil insisted.
	Mae cried a little, kissing him between sobs. "Pretend for me?!
Please!?"
	Neil finally nodded. "Its just about sex." he said without
conviction. "I'll just have to order you to kiss me". His voice was
flat, but he couldn't lie, even if she knew it was a lie.
	Mae continued to cry until she fell asleep.
	Neil hugged her close. He could feel her under the oversized
shirt, her body was warm and close, but he had never wanted sex less
than at that moment.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	The next morning was awkward. M ae had started to slide against
him, but Neil wasn't ready to continue. He kissed her on the cheek and
got out of bed. "I have to talk to you about... other things" he said
softly.
	Mae sat up in bed, clutching the blankets against the chill.
	"Harriet... " Neil said finally.
	"The brunette? The one that's always leering at you?"
	Neil sat up in shock. "Really?"
	Mae laughed "Yeah. Every time you go past. She's always
checking you out."
	Neil shrugged. "OK, her. We spoke yesterday, finally. She's...
expressed her interest in me".
	Mae paused, then shrugged. "So?" she said quietly.
	"So? Its going to be a problem..."
	Mae shook her head "why? you ... don't have a girlfriend."
	Neil swallowed and tried to judge Mae's tone. It was clear that
she wasn't exactly happy about this, but she wasn't upset about
Harriet, exactly.
	"I.... I know. But I... uh. I don't know how to tell her to
stop." he said, finishing lamely.
	Mae brightened. "Why? You should totally date her" she teased.
	Neil was shocked, "What!? Date her?"
	Mae had a wicked look on her face "Sure. Of course she might
not appreciate that you have a dedicated fuck slave".
	Neil almost blushed, realizing that Mae was trying to goad him.
He decided to fight back. "Mmm. OR." he said dramatically, "she might
be totally excited by the idea"
	Mae blinked in disbelief and tried to recover. "Uh.. I guess"
	"And she might really get into it" Neil teased
	Mae gaped for a second, trying to find words.
	"She might, in fact, like to borrow you".
	Mae jumped "What?!?"
	"MMm. She might really get off on that. A little lezzie
action."
	Mae blushed and stammered. "Wait... She"
	But Neil was faster "She'd order you to fondle her tits, and
lick her hot pussy. I wonder if she'd order you to finger yourself
like I do.... I'd have to suggest that"
	Mae was blushing, trying to get up out of the bed. "What? You
wouldn't!"
	"Fuck yeah I would! Mmm. Make sure you order Mae to finger her
clit while she licks you. That totally rocks her world"
	Mae shook her head violently "You wouldn't! You can't!"
	"You're my fuck toy.. of course I can" Neil said absently. He
started searching for more ammunition to embarrass Mae when he
realized that she was shivering slightly. He hesitated and she
suddenly looked up.
	"Are you all hot, Mae?" he asked gently.
	Mae shook her head no, so Neil walked around her, tracing his
fingers along the top of her shirt.
	"No... I think you're reallly... fucking... hot right now."
	Mae tried to turn, but Neil continued behind her, moving a hand
to cup her ass. He squeezed and she pressed back into him. "Mmm?" he
murmured into her ear. "What's that you say? All this talk of licking
and fucking getting you wet?" he asked, moving a hand around to her
waist and sliding it down over her shorts. He stopped short, drawing
a moan out of her throat.
	"Well... I guess we should go get some breakfast" Neil said,
finally sliding down and cupping her mound. She leaned back, but he
let go and took a step towards the dresser.
	"Oh god... fuck me Neil... Ohhhhh god", she fell into his back,
turning him around and dragging at his boxers.
	Neil grinned and let her go. In seconds he was up to his balls
in warm, wet mouth and his erection sprang to iron hard, nearly
choking Mae. She worked his cock furiously, slathering it with saliva
and diving as far down as she could. She sucked, then drew him out
slowly, sending shock waves up his spine and nearly causing his knees
to buckle.
	"Please... please Neil... oh god... " she whispered between
lunges.
	Neil felt an early warning of release and pulled out, grabbing
her by the shoulders and drawing her up. She squawked in protest
until he turned her around and bent her over the bed. Mae put her
hands down on the bed and groaned loudly, muttering some string of
syllables that included "Neil" and "fuck" but nothing else he could
understand.
	Neil dropped to his knees and drove his tongue into her sopping
wet pussy, causing Mae to jump in surprise. He licked rapidly from her
clit, back and up to her hole, then drove his tongue in. She thrashed
after each lick and groaned uncontrollably. Finally Neil pushed her
forward onto her hands and knees on the bed and positioned himself
behind her.
	"On your face, slut" he said forcefully.
	Mae whimpered and fell forward.
	"Play with yourself." Neil said, grabbing his cock and sliding
it up and down her slit. Mae's hands came back quickly. One found her
clit and the other slid up and down his cock.
	"Do you want me to fuck you? Do you need me to fuck you" he
teased.
	Mae whimpered and gasped, grunting "yes! yes! yes!" as he slid
his shaft along her, moving between her hands and enjoying the
sensation of her soaked pussy and hands caressing him.
	Neil backed up and leaned down, putting his mouth behind her
ear. "Thinking of licking her sloppy pussy got you all hot, slave?"
	Mae whimpered, shaking her head.
	"No? You weren't thinking about it? You don't want me to bring
her here and... order. you. to. fuck. her?"
	Mae groaned, her fingers working furiously in her pussy.
	Neil knew she wasn't that close, so he let her go, whispering
and taunting. "I want to hear it... I want to hear you while I fuck
you. Tell me how hot you are thinking about her pussy"
	Mae groaned and shook her head, her denials cut short as Neil
slid into her. The unexpected sensation drove Mae into a frenzy of
masturbation and she slammed backwards to drive him all the way in.
Neil grunted in pleasure and started a slow, even pace, entering her
quickly then dragging himself backwards as slowly as he could manage.
Her hands touched him as he slid out so he pulled fully free and slid
down her hands. Mae reversed her hand so she could stroke him,
jacking his wet cock between her legs. Neil had to clench his eyes
shut. Watching her firm ass move back to meet him had been dangerous.
At least in her hands he was fairly under control. When his brain
cleared a bit, he continued.
	"I can't hear you..." he taunted, moving back to the entrance
of her vagina and teasing her gently.
	Mae moaned and tried to move back, but Neil countered. Finally
she started to speak. "Only if you ordered me. I would only ... do it
if you ordered me"
	"Do what?" Neil asked, his voice dripping with innocence.
	Mae whined and wiggled her hips... "Please... I'm... close
Neil... I want to come.."
	"Do... what?"
	"Lick... her. I would lick her if you ordered it.. aaaaaaaaah"
	Neil entered her slowly, enjoying every millimeter. "Lick her
what?"
	"pussyyy...." Mae moaned as he slid to a stop and drew out.
	Neal growled in pleasure and stopped, almost completely out.
Mae's hands worked quickly between her legs and he knew he had only a
little time unless he stopped her. "I think she'd like that. Maybe you
could lick her pussy while I fucked it." he said quickly, holding his
position.
	Mae shuddered and Neil pulled out completely, then dropped to
his knees and forced her hands out of her pussy with his face. He
licked upwards slowly, drawing his tongue between her engorged labia.
She struggled, trying to get him to concentrate on her clit, to bring
her to orgasm but Neil ignored her shifts and moans. He wanted to
keep her at a high point as long as possible, so he moved his tongue
around her outer lips, slid his hands across her buttocks and
occasionally blocked her from moving her hands back. Mae became more
and more insistent, though, groaning louder in frustration and
sliding back to the very edge of the bed, trying to get him to do
more, to bring her to orgasm.
	Finally, Neil could ignore her no longer, his own passion was
matching hers and he stood and slid smoothly into her, pushing her
forward. Mae gripped him tightly and he stood straight, sliding back
and out of her pussy. Mae moaned and backed up. Neil allowed it,
sliding all the way in until his stomach slapped her ass. Her moans
were becoming clipped and short.
	"Would you do anything... if I ordered it" he teased
	Mae nodded silently and rapidly, breathing in short bursts.
	"Even lick Harriet while I fucker her?"
	Mae barely hesitated, thrashing her head up and down against
the bed.
	"Are you close to coming?" Neal asked quietly.
	"Oh... god.. yes.... please..."
	"Please what?" Neal asked, picking up a rhythm and fucking her
in short, hard strokes.
	"Please can I come???" she begged quickly
	"Please can you come while I fuck you? Or please can you come
while I fuck Harriet and you lick her pussy?"
	Mae gasped and moaned "no..nononononononnonono...." and her
voice dropped to a guttural moan.
	Neil felt her vagina spasm around his cock, imagining Harriet's
pussy instead with Mae's mouth licking it. His mind's eye and the
reality of Mae's ass slamming back while she came merged and he sped
up, slamming into her pussy while holding her hips. The start of his
groan met the end of hers and he exploded, filling her with sperm and
grinding his teeth through the wave of ecstasy.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Mae was quiet after she came back from the showers, giving Neil
sideways glances now and then. Neil had crashed out on the bed and was
contemplating sleeping through breakfast until her looks started to
aggravate him a touch.
	"Come on Mae, what is it?"
	Mae frowned. "You... seemed awfully interested in having me
..... do things to Harriet".
	Neil grinned evilly "You seemed awfully interested in doing
them. Or at least having me ORDER you to do them".
	Mae blushed and shook her head, but only briefly. "I don't know
what that was... what came over me."
	Neil grunted. "Well, we'll explore that later. For now, I need
to discuss punishment".
	Mae gave him a confused look "for who?"
	Neil sat up and folded his arms sternly. "You. You came without
permission. AND you left this morning when I told you not to"
	Mae protested "I had to go to the bathroom... and... I... you
made me.."
	Neil shook his head. "Punishment. I think for your punishment
for coming without permission, you are forbidden underwear today."
	Mae gave him a scandalized blink. "WHAT?!"
	"I order you to wear no underwear today. Just shorts. I'd make
you wear a skirt if you had one"
	Mae blushed. "I can't walk around without... Neil?!?!"
	Neil shook his head. "No underwear. God, I'll be so fucking
hot, thinking about that all day."
	Mae turned bright red and nodded, staring at the floor. "Yes
master"
	"And you'll sit between me and Harriet at breakfast."
	Mae's eyes flew wide, but she had no answer.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	During breakfast Mae was in misery. Neil noted her constantly
shifting and fidgeting, only settling down for long to eat when he
growled at her. Neil knew that she was nervous about her attire,
which he knew was a non-issue. No one knew she wasn't wearing
underwear, but Mae seemed to jump at every possible glance and look.
It was, he suspected, driving her absolutely crazy with lust. Her
other problem was Harriet, who was happy to chat with Neil across
Mae's breakfast. Harriet was suspicious that something was up, but
seemed content to allow Neil to chat with her.
	At first, Harriet tried to talk to Mae, but after a number of
nods or monosyllabic responses, she seemed to assume that Mae was
upset or unfriendly. Neil grinned evilly and ordered Mae to
apologize, which she did in earnest. Harriet gave the girl a curious
look, but took it that there was some private joke going on and
shrugged it off. She stayed friendly enough to both, but finally
cornered Neil after Mae left for her first class.
	"What the hell was THAT about?" she asked dramatically. Neil
started to shrug, but when Harriet gave him an annoyed look, he
reconsidered. "I don't know how much I should tell you." he said
simply. "She wasn't being rude, she was... in a bit of a state".
	Harriet moved in close and whispered "She was horny as hell! If
you hadn't had your hands on the table, I'd have thought you were
frigging the batshit out of her"
	Neil laughed out loud and Harriet joined him. He paused and
glanced around conspiratorially. "She wasn't wearing any underwear"
	Harriet started, then stopped. "She.. but your hands. How'd you
know"
	Neil grinned. "I told her not to. She was a little...
embarrassed."
	"Bare assed is right" Harriet said, looking back as if she
could catch a glimpse. "So why? I mean, why do you get to tell her to
go commando?"
	Neil shook his head "Can't tell you. Its a secret."
	"OK... fine. But what's with her sitting next to me? She
flinched every time I reached for the fucking salt!"
	Neil laughed. "She knows you're... teasing me."
	"... are you two really going out? You act like ... I don't
know."
	"Not really, I just like to push her outside her comfort zone."

	Harriet chuckled. "So... what, am I outside her comfort zone?"
she quipped.
	"Yep" Neil said, heading off to his first class. He laughed as
Harriet searched for a reply.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Neil watched over an arts and crafts class for the morning,
trying hard to sound enthused as the fifteenth girl showed him a bead
creation that looked like a horse. The two boys spent the time playing
tabletop football with a folded piece of construction paper. Neil
wanted them to have fun, but there wasn't much he could do. When
lunch finally arrived he was nearly asleep and dragged himself up to
the lunch table.
	The fare consisted of chef's salads and some concoction of
pesto on top of garlic bread. It wasn't really Neil's thing, but he
sat and plowed through it pretty quick. Just as he dropped his tray
off, Mae walked into the Cave and spotted him. She rushed up quickly
and leaned in very close.
	"Oh god Neal, lets go back to your room...please?!?"
	"Why, baby?"
	Mae moaned and leaned up to whisper. "I'm wet... so fucking
wet.. I'm leaking into my shorts. I need to change and I need to get
FUCKED"
	Neal's erection lunged to life, but he had plans. "No. Get your
food and meet me at the table."
	Mae hesitated, her eyes pleading.
	"Now, fuckslut. Get your fucking lunch now"
	Mae moaned out loud and blushed. No one looked, but she rushed
to get her plate in a panic.
	Neal grabbed some dessert and settled across the table. When
Mae returned he gestured to his normal seat so she'd be across from
him. Her pleading started to vocalize so he gave her a stern look.
When she was finally seated, Neal bent forward and smiled. "Tell me
about your day."
	Mae whined and set her fork down, starting to tell him about
the street ride. When she was fully into the story, Neil dropped his
sandal and moved his foot between her thighs, urging them apart.
	Mae stopped and widened her eyes, so Neil leaned forward. "Go.
On". As she spoke he slid his foot into her lap and carefully ran his
big toe down, pressing gently against her pussy. Mae's voice almost
cracked and her hands clenched at her plate, but she managed to
continue. She described the ride down the road to town, mentioning
places they'd passed, all the while Neil slid his toe up and down her
slit, soaking her shorts with juice.
	Mae's breathing was labored and she leaned forward after
describing the bottom of the hill, "Pleeeeeese Neil... OH god...
anything... I'll do anything just take me back to your cabin.."
	"Tell me about the ride back" Neil said casually. When he
looked up, he spotted Harriet grabbing a plate and grinned evilly.
Mae didn't notice, she had her eyes closed and was trying desperately
to continue talking while his toe traveled up and down, up and down.
	When Harriet sat down beside Mae, Mae almost screamed. Her eyes
reached a size that Neil had never seen, and a red flush crept slowly
up her face. Neil doubled the pressure and speed of his toe.
	"Harriet! Mae was just telling us about her day, weren't you?"
	Mae nodded very quickly and stammered back into her story,
repeating some section of the ride back up the hill.
	Harriet gave Neal an exasperated look and Neil made a sudden
decision. As soon as Mae closed her eyes again, he caught Harriet's
eyes and rolled his down into his lap. Harriet gave him a shocked
expression, glanced down at her own lap and then Mae's. She watched
for several seconds, then looked back in shock at Neil. Neil grinned
evilly and smiled.
	Neil maintained a constant speed during that last part of Mae's
story, then told her pointedly to eat her lunch. Harriet's eye's
flashed at the tone of his order, then widened at Mae's reaction.
Slow realization crept across her face and she blushed nearly as red
as Mae. Neil laughed out loud.
	Mae looked at him in desperation, her hands clenched and
unclenched rapidly and she kept dropping her fork. Neil gave her a
few seconds of peace to talk to Harriet.
	"So, Harriet. What are you doing for the rest of lunch"
	Mae's fork clanged against her tray.
	Harriet gave him a deep, probing look and barely glanced at
Mae. "I don't know. Nothing's... come up yet. I suppose I'm up for
just about anything"
	Neil grinned. "Anything?" he asked playfully.
	Harriet waited for a second and blushed again. "Oh... Maybe....
Just about anything" she said slowly.
	"Well, I think Mae has some plans after she finishes, don't you
Mae?"
	Mae was fighting to keep her fork stable. Neil had started to
slowly drag his toe up her slit again, and she shook her head
rapidly.
	"No?"
	Harriet grinned and put her arm around Mae. "Well, maybe we
could all do something together?" she said slowly.
	Mae dropped her fork.
	Neil nodded. "Well, I think we may have to take a raincheck on
that. Mae has something she needs done back at the cabins. Better
finish up, though."
	A look crossed Harriet's features and she glanced down into
Mae's lap again, a move that Mae clearly noticed. Mae nearly turned
purple and Neil slowly removed his foot. "We'll see you soon,
Harriet."
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Mae locked the cabin door securely and spun around. "Why?? Why
did you do that to me??!?"
	Neil backed up, trying to read how much anger and embarrassment
there was.
	"She saw!! At the end she saw!!" Mae was shivering.
	Neil smiled "She saw right after she sat down, Mae."
	There was a long moment of disbelief on Mae's face that faded
into realization and shock. "Oh....n....noooo..."
	Neil moved around behind her and slid his hands down her
shorts, finding her pussy a sloppy mess of juice. "She watched you
while you were talking about riding back" he whispered, teasing her
clit gently. "She saw me fondling your wet cunt under the table...
then she accepted an invitation to join us".
	Mae started to vibrate, her hips thrusting suddenly then
stopping. A long low moan was escaping her, but she wasn't finishing.
She had been on the precipice so long, Neil thought, that she was
going past it, going up to some new heights.
	In a smooth motion Neil slid off her shorts, then he peeled off
her top. As she shuddered and moaned, he stripped quickly and sat on
the bed, pulling her towards him. Standing in front of him, he sucked
on one of her nipples and drew her leg up, then forward so she sat
down on his lap facing him. Her moans increased and she lifted up
instinctively and impaled herself on him, driving his cock deep. Mae
tried to move up and down, but her timing was shot, her mind numb.
Neil began to thrust steadily, dropping his hips so gravity would
draw her back down, slamming onto him. She moaned, running her hands
across his back while he suckled her breasts and slammed again and
again, deep and slow. With a gasp she bit down on Neil's shoulder and
started to buck wildly in his lap. Her moans faded into growls, which
dropped so low that Neil could barely hear. Her vaginal walls spasmed
suddenly and filled with lubricant as Neil matched her thrusts. Each
drew a loud grunt and groan and Neil began to wonder if she was
really coming. Suddenly she arched so violently that he almost
dropped her, never making a sound beyond a long, almost silent hiss.
	Afterwards Neil decided to give Mae a break. She collapsed
sideways on the bed and moaned as he stroked her hair. He also rubbed
his shoulder, where she'd managed to draw blood. He snuck over to the
mirror and looked at it, marveling at the perfect ring of teeth
indentions. When he got back, Mae was looking up at him, pouting.
	"You... all fucking day I was leaking into my shorts.. I almost
tracked you down."
	Neil grinned and rubbed her side. His hand found her ass and
squeezed.
	Mae looked up, "You didn't finish?"
	Neil shook his head. "You seemed like you needed it pretty
bad."
	Mae blushed and sat up.
	Neil drew her back onto his lap and kissed her. She hesitated
at first, but her need overwhelmed her and they were making out in
earnest before she stopped for air. Her eyes were moist, but she
smiled brightly.
	"We've never... done it when I wasn't all worked up" she said,
grinning.
	Neil smiled and started to pull her up when she shook her head.
"I should make you wait... like you made me."
	Neil patted her bottom and stuck out his tongue. "I could just
order you onto your hands and knees"
	Mae grinned and looked down. "You could... or I could do
something I wanted to do before."
	Neil tilted his head and Mae slid off his lap and onto the
floor, turning him. It was the same position they'd been in on their
first night, the night of no touching.
	Mae moved forward gently and drew his penis into her mouth. She
hesitated when she encountered her own juices on him, but moved
quickly to clean him off. Neil groaned softly and started to thrust,
but Mae put weight onto his legs, preventing him from moving. She
moaned "Uh-uh", causing him to growl in frustration and pleasure.
	"I could order you... to bend.. over" he gasped.
	Mae grunted "Uh-huh", sending vibrations along his shaft. Her
hand found his sack and she kneaded them gently, then leaned down and
drew one in her mouth while slowly stroking with her other hand. Neil
pushed upward to thrust, drawing a giggle. He could overpower her, he
knew, but not without making her stop. He decided to switch gears and
play to her mind. "Harriet was quite impressed at lunch" he said
suddenly. Her response was to slide her teeth up his shaft. It was a
warning, but one he chose to ignore.
	"She was flush, you know. Probably really hot after watching
you and your little show" he teased.
	Mae sped up, which Neil didn't expect. Her tongue found every
vein and curve of his shaft, then rounded his cock head before she
dove down, engulfing him as far as she could. Her hands moved across
his balls and stroked his shaft each time, sending spikes of pleasure
up his spine.
	"I think she WAS anxious to have me fuck her, but maybe now
she's got other... more feminine plans" he croaked, trying to get her
to climb onto him so he could fuck her again.
	Mae shocked him by pulling off and flicking her tongue around
the head of his cock in rapid circles. "Come on me" she said
suddenly, "come on my face and tits".
	Neil's mind dropped into slow motion. Her face, her hands, her
tongue, her voice, it cracked his last ounce of reserve and he leaned
forward and exploded. His first shot flew into her open mouth,
surprising her. She gasped, then laughed and bent forward, sliding
her lips up and down his shaft, sending Neil's orgasm into overdrive.
If it had been intense before, it was overwhelming now. He leaned back
and clenched, pulling the ends of the fitted sheet off the mattress as
his cock sent streams of come into Mae's mouth and onto her neck and
chest. Lightning bolts of pleasure raced up his spine over and over
again. Mae laughed happily and stroked with her hands until Neil had
to pull back and collapse.
	"Wow." she said, bouncing over to get a towel. She traced a bit
of the pearly fluid with her fingers, then wiped it off with a towel.
"Thank you master" she said, almost skipping over to him. "Thank you
for showering me with your Looooove".
	"I don't get it... how does that do anything for you?"
	Mae smiled shyly, "It doesn't... not like that. Its just ...
knowing how much you're enjoying it. The control, I guess. I don't
really like it all over me, well, it doesn't do anything for me
physically. It all up here" she said, pointing to her temple.
"Thinking about you finishing is... crazy hot".
	Neil nodded. "I suppose. When you talk like that... I can't.."
	Mae grinned in pride "Duh. I know that. Come on baby, fuck me,
fuck me h.a.r.d" she mimicked. "It comes out of me without thinking,
and I mean it, but I also know when I do it you go crazy"
	Neil laughed with her and stretched. He wasn't going to be
worth much during his next class.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Neil arrived late and weary for dressage class, which didn't
much matter because Harry was teaching it, meaning Neil was
outclassed both in knowledge and teaching style. The older brit wove
a spell across the young girls as he described the history of the
sport, explained each of the styles and pointed out what the judges,
himself included, would be looking for. Neil essentially became a
student, making notes for the next time he taught the material. Neil
attempted to apologize to Harry afterwards for being late, but got
waved off.
	"No bother" Harry said with a grin. "I love to teach the girls
at this age. They're attentive and it seems to sink in. With the
older girls they're far too self involved to care".
	Neil nodded absently and headed off to the lake for his final
duty: Lifeguard. With the older girls it was a lot more interesting.
He'd sit atop the tower with his binoculars and check out the
scenery, but the younger crowd required him to be constantly active.
They'd dive in, run and horseplay more than anything, meaning he'd
have to earn his keep.
	The beach was crowded with kids, three different groups had
lake for this session. Neil had managed to miss the first couple of
lake duties, meaning there weren't any life-preserver classes or
canoe trainings to bother with. Instead he just had to make sure
nobody drowned or hit anybody with an oar. Neil noticed someone in
the first tower already, so he decided to head over to the pier and
make sure everybody was in their boats correctly. The school had a
dozen canoes and paddle boats, which were usually all on the water.
When he reached the checkout cabin he waved to Tammy, the older lady
who ran all the lakeside facilities. She grinned back, handing an oar
to a young boy.
	For the rest of the class Neil wandered the docks and beach,
calling out to kids who swam beyond the buoy line or who were playing
around too much in the boats. It wasn't difficult, but walking back
and forth in the sun sapped the last bit of energy he had. When one
of the counselors in the lifeguard tower blew the whistle for dinner,
Neil was sunburned, windburned and exhausted.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Neil trudged up the hill to the Cave on autopilot, barely
glancing around before slouching into a seat between Mae and Harriet.
He barely gave either a nod before tearing into his plate of noodles.
Dave sat across the table and he and one of the other counselors were
discussing their return to school after the summer. Dave was looking
at a big state college, apparently for computer programming. Neil got
lost among the discussion. He loved his computer, but it was more
about games and the web than anything else. Neal considered his
winter prospects. He generally worked with his dad. His father made
heavy equipment stands and had a lot of clients in the music business
for hanging speakers and lights at concerts or clubs. It was cool and
he occasionally got free tickets to see a show he liked, but it
didn't really set him up to retire at forty.
	Neil dropped out of the conversation and glanced sideways at
Mae and Harriet. The pair seemed to have been talking when he
arrived, but they were now barely looking anywhere except their
plates. Neil was curious, but didn't feel like pressing the issue.
He'd had a long, eventful day with Mae and if the pair was on some
sex kick, he didn't think he could stand it. After dinner he had
every intention of heading straight for a shower and then crashing
into bed.
	En route to the shower, however, he ran into Dave who clearly
had the same destination in mind. The staff showers were divided into
four shower sets, each of which consisted of an X shaped set of walls
with rounded curtains closing them off. The shower was thus shaped
like a slice of pie with two walls, the shower head in the corner and
a six foot curtain, meaning you had a nice, private area to yourself.
	Dave talked over the roar of the shower. "I saw that Mae and
Harriet have kind of hit it off. Seems like your problems are
resolving in interesting ways" he joked.
	Neil had to smile. He didn't know if Mae would actually go
through with an evening with Harriet, whatever his orders. He also
didn't want to push her too far and ruin what they'd built in the
short time they'd been together. He grunted some sort of response,
which Dave took as a signal to continue.
	"There's still at least one other lady in camp with an eye on
you, of course"
	Neil cringed. Ruth. She'd complicate things even further.
"That's just what I need right now, by the way.."
	Dave laughed. "Yeah, second asshole. I can't help it. She's
gotta the hotsas for you" he joked.
	"I still don't get... y'all's ... thing. You don't get
jealous?"
	"Nah. Now if Becky wanted to set something up... I don't know."

	Neil pounced jokingly on Dave's hesitation. "Oho, got the love
for Becky then? Getting maaarried?"
	Dave laughed, refusing to take the bait. "Yeah, and twenty
kids. Seriously, I don't know if I could share like that... I mean
with another guy. I've heard about it and all, maybe I'm just too....
"
	Neil nodded, then realized Dave couldn't SEE him nod and made
an affirmative noise.
	"So actually, Ruth was asking questions about Mae and I've...
kind of been putting her off because I'm not sure what to tell her."
	Neil sighed and considered. "Well.. we're not really dating,
but we're not exactly NOT dating."
	"Oh, we'll that's much clearer..."
	"Yeah, yeah. Plus there's Harriet now. I can't even think of
Ruth in this mess."
	"Man, your life fucking sucks, eh?"
	Neil grinned stupidly and lathered his hair. "Yeah, well. How
about yours?"
	"I got Ruth and Becky... and there's... this junior
counsellor.."
	"Heyo, dating the juvies?"
	"Not dating her... but she's obviously interested. Its just not
easy to start the 'I've got these two other girls' conversation...
y'know?"
	"No. I don't. Mine are converging all by themselves" Neil
groaned, stepping under the spray. "I don't need your leftovers" he
said, teasingly.
	In response, a bar of soap smacked into the wall and dropped to
Neil's feet.
	"Hey!... Hey, free soap!"
	"Yeah, give me back my soap... I didn't bring any more"
	"Oho! Last soap... that's sooooo sexy"
	"WHAT?"
	"Oh yeah, rubbing it all over... Dave's last bar of soap...
aaaaah"
	"Fuck, dude, that's nasty. Stop molesting my soap!!"
	"Oh.. no, not there! I don't do it there! AAAAAAH!!! YES!"
	Dave laughed so hard he choked. "Give me my soap back you
fucking sicko soapy pervo. Now I'll have to put it out of its
misery".
	Neal bent over to get the bar and considered his aim. "I dunno.
Now its got this big hole in it...". He sent the bar flying and heard
it hit a shower curtain.
	Dave laughed. "Bastard. Anyway. I'll tell Ruth you've got some
kind of thing going with Harriet and Mae. I can't say if she'll be
grossed out or think its totally hot."
	Neil groaned in exasperation. "Jesus, don't say things like
that! I'm so tired right now... I may sleep in the showers".
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Mae was already in his room when Neil returned. She wasn't very
talkative, instead sitting next to him contently while he stretched
out with a book on his bed. Neil considered talking with her, but
each time he glanced over his voice stopped. Mae was sitting in the
camp chair, curled into a ball and listening to his headphones. She
had it turned up loud enough for him to occasionally make out songs
and Neil made mental notes each time she skipped a song or turned it
up. It was an interesting peek into her mind, one she was oblivious
to. The mild voyeurism of the moment was fun. Whenever Mae looked up
Neil simply smiled. He wished this feeling could be part of their
relationship, and considered crawling over and ordering her to tell
him she loved him, but the idea felt flat and fake.
	When he would order Mae to do things sexually, he always knew
she would be excited by it. He didn't know how he knew, but ordering
her to do things worked because she really wanted to do them, his
orders just gave her license. She was, in her mind, free of
responsibility or consequence. If he ordered her to do something she
didn't want to do, he knew that it would sour their relationship,
probably permanently.
	If he ordered her to respond to him emotionally, to even
"pretend" to do so, would isolate her emotions. She could continue to
bottle them, it would give her a lie to wrap her feelings up in. As
much as he wanted to hear her say she loved him, he could not order
it. She would, Neil decided, have to come to him on her own. And
that... that was hard.
	When he was finally too sleepy to go on, he pulled her
wordlessly into bed and settled in behind her, falling asleep almost
immediately.

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