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When I woke up at about 4:00 a.m., things were very quiet. Richie, Pump, Carla and Maxine were sitting in beach chairs with two other women having cigarettes and quietly talking around the pool. They hadn bothered getting dressed. I stood up, and walked over to them. "Hi honey!" Maxine greeted me, and took my hand. "Hey stick-in-the-mud," Carla said. "Whats this about you being afraid of the water." I looked at Maxine, who shrugged. "I had to tell them. They were going to rip your clothes off and throw you in." Everyone laughed, and Maxine fucking asian cunts looked at me apologetically. I could tell that I was interrupting some discussion, so I said that I would get Maxines clothes and wed go. She got dressed, we bid our goodbyes, and we were off. In the car going fucking asian cunts home, she couldn stop talking about Richie fucking asian cunts, Carla and the other people she met. Just little things, centering on the fucking asian cunts exciting, rich lives they led. We got home, and she first disappeared up the stairs, telling me to join her in two minutes. She took her pocketbook with her. She then called me from downstairs fucking asian cunts to come into the bedroom. "Time for your gift," she said, as I saw her sitting on the edge fucking asian cunts of our bed. Once in the bedroom, she went into her night table and went through the charade of taking the key out of the drawer. "You e going to come two weeks in a row." Her face took on a mock-haughty expression. "Hope you appreciate this." I watched as she was sat on the edge of the bed, just about to open the cock cage, and she suddenly frowned. "Have you been naughty?" She asked. "What do you mean?" I asked in return. "Well, when Im out of the house, have you been taking the key from here and unlocking your cage, and masturbating." She had a smile which challenged me. I was afraid that she wouldn unlock me. In spite of myself, I fucking asian cunts sounded like I was pleading. "No, Maxine. Really. I didn " She just glared at me questioningly for a long moment. She was deliberately teasing me. She finally smiled, swinging the key on the string. "Are you sure you weren a bad boy." I looked at her angrily. She stopped smiling. "You know our agreement. Now if you did break it, . . . "