The Dollmaker, Part 6

For the remainder of his Spring Break, Justin’s day followed a regular routine. Carol would wake him each morning, standing over him as he went to the bathroom and preparing his bath. She would then bathe him and shampoo his hair, dry him and apply a scented powder before styling his hair and leading him down to breakfast. While in the house, or out on the patio by the pool, Justin remained naked at all times. Brian visited every day and sometimes Ben or Anita would show up to assist in his training. Following breakfast, the eunuch would be taken down into the basement where he improved his techniques in providing oral pleasure to both males and females. Janice also gradually increased the size of the vibrators used on his no linger virgin butt.

As his training progressed, Justin discovered a couple of things that surprised him. First, he discovered that it was still possible for him to have orgasms when his prostate was stimulated – and, while it may have been his imagination, he believed the orgasms were more intense than the ones he had experienced prior to his surgery. The other thing he discovered was that while he was subservient to those he provided oral pleasure – he was the one who really had power over them. It was true that they were the ones who ordered him to his knees, but he was the one who determined the degree of pleasure they received. His initial clumsiness was disappearing and he was learning more than just the techniques Janice, Carol, and Brian were teaching him. The neutered elf was observant, he quickly noticed what things increased his partner’s pleasure, and began trying different variations of the basic techniques he was taught. He had discovered that he could make both Brian and Ben tremble and weak-kneed by lightly stroking the delicate skin just behind their scrotums as he sucked them. With Carol, he found he could make her squirm more if he stroked her inner thighs as he licked at her. On Anita, one of her erotic areas was the skin on the back of his thighs just above her knees.

The afternoons were set aside for exercise to keep Justin’s body toned. Following a light lunch, Justin would scamper back down to the basement playroom and go through a couple of hours of stretching and dance exercises he remembered from his dance class days. After complaining one day that the cheval mirror wasn’t big enough for him to watch his routine in, Janice said she’d consider adding mirrors to the wall of the room over the garage so her elf continue his exercises. The rest of the afternoon was spent by the pool where Justin swam for at least an hour without taking a break as Janice, Carol, and Brian either swam, or more usually, lounged poolside getting tans. Mark showed up one day to give Justin an injection – he explained that Janice wanted her elf boy to maintain minimal levels of male hormones. That way, he said, the eunuch would continue to have a desire for sex and wouldn’t develop any of the female characteristics commonly associated with castration. The explanation satisfied the college boy – he had been nervous that Janice might want to make him a fem-boy rather than just androgynous. With the shots, he wasn’t going to grow breasts.

The Friday before classes resumed, Justin returned from the pool to find clothes laid out on his bed. He found a pair of pleated moss green slacks, a slightly lighter green tank top, mint green shirt, and pale green panties. Carol breezed in and cheerfully announced she’d have a bath run in just a few moments. Justin was curious about the change in schedule, but Carol refused to tell him anything about the deviation from the regular routine. As usual, Carol took charge making Justin sit in the tub as she washed him and rinsed him off. This time, she skipped washing his hair and let him get out of the tub as soon as she had finished rinsing him down. Dry and powdered, Justin dressed for the first time in nearly two weeks. He found the panties fit perfectly now that he didn’t have anything between his legs to cause a bulge in them. Pulling the slacks on, Justin found the waist slightly higher than he was used to and suspected the slacks were cut for a girl rather than a guy. The shirt was loose, but comfortable and stylist. After slipping his bare feet into sandals, Justin examined his reflection in the mirror. At first glance, he was hard to determine his gender – he could have just as easily been a stylish college girl or guy.

In the car, Janice announced that they were going to do a little shopping, have dinner out, and then visit Sebastian’s salon – just a pleasant afternoon and evening out, as she called it. Justin did feel a little nervous as they entered the mall – he couldn’t help wondering if people somehow knew. He wondered if they noticed the difference in the way his slacks draped in the front. But no one stopped and pointed at him, screaming out that the slight young man with the bleached hair had nothing between his legs. In fact, aside from an occasional glance at Janice or Carol, no one really seemed to pay any attention to him at all, making him relax. Making their way through the mall, the three found themselves browsing in a shop called ‘Hemp Creations.’ As the name implied, almost everything in the shop was made from hemp, the rest of the shop was dedicated to environmentally friendly items. Janice found a wall display of hemp twine necklaces and wrist bracelets and called Justin over to join her. She held a couple of the necklaces up against his neck to see how they looked. The sales clerk, a young man with a choppy haircut joined them and made a couple of suggestions for what he thought would look good on the young man. During the exchange, he was staring at Justin and finally complimented the young man on having such a cool style. After paying for the necklace and bracelet, Janice put them on her elf boy right there at the counter.

Emerging back on the mall concourse, Justin again had the feeling of being stared at by strangers, but decided that was just because he wasn’t used to wearing anything around his neck or on his wrists. Finished window shopping through the mall, Janice led them across the parking lot to Ruby Tuesdays restaurant for a light dinner. Justin noticed that she ordered for him, rather than letting him make the choices himself. The three of them chatted and joked over dinner – Justin’s training wasn’t openly discussed, but he realized it was still going on by the way Janice was making decisions for him.

Dinner over, Justin wondered what was next on the agenda for the night. His unspoken question was soon answered when Janice pulled the Jaguar up to the curb in front of Sebastian’s salon. He wondered what else could be done to him, and knew that whatever it was, the choices had already been made for him. As with the last time, the shop was empty except for Sebastian and Alex – both of whom greeted Janice’s group warmly. Alex took Carol over to the styling station right away and went right to work shampooing her hair, every so often glancing over at the elfin college student. Justin watched with interest as Alex went to work fastidiously cleaning up Carol’s boyish style. The young stylist did a fantastic job, Justin decided – he could easily have made Carol look very mannish with the short style he had given her. Instead, he modified the cut just enough to keep it looking appropriate for a girl Carol’s age. If she wanted, Carol could brush her hair to look more boyish as the mood suited her. Stepping away from the chair, Carol studied her reflection in the mirror before giving Alex a big hug. Janice tapped her elf on the hand and told him it was his turn. Standing quickly, Justin was about to cross over to the chair when Janice stopped him.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?”

For a moment, Justin stood in confusion, then he realized what Janice wanted. Apologizing quickly, he took off his clothes and folded them neatly on an empty chair next to Janice. Once he was naked, Sebastian placed his hands on the eunuch’s shoulders and held him at arms length to examine the young man’s new look.

“I like it!” Sebastian exclaimed. “I wouldn’t have thought it possible to make such a delicious thing as you any more perfect – but, now I see how wrong I was!” Sebastian turned Justin to face Alex. “Alex, what do you think, isn’t he just delicious?”

Alex stood slack-jawed in shock staring at Justin’s smooth belly. He felt his own genitals shrink up at the sight of the sexless young man across the room from him. “Oh my god – it really happened. I thought everyone was joking about that.” The young stylist’s hands unconsciously covered his own crotch protectively. Sebastian guided Justin over to the salon chair where Alex was standing. Despite his shock, Alex couldn’t take his eyes off the young man’s smooth groin. The scar was already so faint it was hard to tell it was there at all.

“Stop looking so frightened, Alex,” Sebastian chided. “I’d never have you nullified like Justin here – I like playing with your dick too much. It makes such a nice handle to lead you around by when you’re naked.” Justin could see Alex was visibly relieved at those words. “But that doesn’t mean a simple castration wouldn’t benefit you.” Sebastian smiled as he said those words, making Justin unsure whether the stylist was serious or just teasing his partner. He was still trying to figure that out as Sebastian pulled a plastic cap over his head, tucking his bleached hair up under the cap around his ears, and had him take his seat. “I don’t think we have to worry about depilatory treatment for the neck down this time out – Janice’s elf is still nice and silky smooth. But, he’s starting to get a little peach fuzz on his lovely face,” Sebastian stroked Justin’s cheeks. “I’ll bet you only have to shave once every week or week and a half, right?”

“About that,” Justin admitted, blushing.

“Well, you won’t have to worry about all that fuss anymore,” Sebastian smiled down at him. “Once Alex finishes, you’ll never have to worry about nicking that delicious face of yours – we’ll keep it baby smooth for you.” The stylist nodded at his nervous assistant, who immediately began smoothing the depilatory crème over Justin’s face. “Go ahead and go almost right up to the cap,” Sebastian instructed.

“No sideburns?” Alex asked in surprise.

“Of course not! Elves don’t have sideburns,” Sebastian laughed. “Young Justin doesn’t need them either.”

Justin tried not to inhale too deeply – even though the depilatory crème had a flowery scent, it did have a little chemical smell to it. He didn’t know yet how he felt about having his face made hairless – of course, Sebastian was right, he still couldn’t grow much more than fuzz – except for right on his chin. And not having to shave would save him time and money – besides, it’s what Janice wanted for him. He tried to settle back and relax after Alex finished smearing the crème all over his face. He had expected to have the depilatory left on his face for at least twenty minutes, like they had done with the rest of his body. But, the crème had been in place for just about five minutes when Alex was wiping it away. He figured with as light as his facial hair was – or had been, he mentally corrected himself – the crème didn’t need nearly as long to do its job. He reached up, running his fingers over his face – he hadn’t felt it this smooth since he was a little boy.

Sebastian pulled the plastic cap from Justin’s head and began working his fingers through the bleached hair. “I’d like to let his hair grow another couple of weeks,” he said to Janice. “That will give us a little more length to try a few different things – I’d like to add a little more texture.” Janice came over and joined them, watching closely as Sebastian explained what he had in mind. She nodded her agreement, Sebastian’s ideas suited her. “Now, as you can see,” the stylist continued, “his roots are beginning to show. Of course, he was a blonde to begin with, so it’s not as drastic as it might have been had he been a brunette or redhead. Normally, I’d recommend just a touchup job, but I think we can pass on that until the next time.” Again, Janice saw the wisdom of following Sebastian’s advice.

Listening to the conversation, Justin figured he was getting off pretty lightly on this trip to the salon. About that time, Alex appeared with a small table and sat it down next to the eunuch. He silently took Justin’s hand and placed it in a bowl of lotion. Justin realized he was about to get a manicure – a first for him. He leaned back and decided to enjoy the experience as Janice and Sebastian returned to the waiting area and the refreshments Sebastian had provided.

“What’s it like?” Alex asked, softly.

“The manicure? Pretty good, I’ve never had one before,” Justin answered.

“No – I mean, the other thing,” Alex said with a meaningful glance towards Justin’s smooth groin.

“I was drugged when they did it, so it didn’t hurt or anything,” Justin said. “I like it now – it feels good not to have anything down there between my legs. And, if you’re wondering if I can get an orgasm – I can. Dr. Mark tells me as long as I get hormone shots from him I’ll continue to be able to have them.”

“So you’re not sorry?” Alex asked.

“I’m sorry I didn’t have it done sooner,” Justin admitted. “I’ve learned so much since the operation about giving pleasure to others and how much I can get from having my prostate worked over.” Justin lowered his voice as he leaned closer to the stylist. “I don’t get worried about having my erection taken care of, so I can pay more attention to the things I’m doing – if you know what I mean. And, that means I have power over the other person. And that is such a rush.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, it is,” Justin admitted. “You think Sebastian wants to really do it to you? I thought he was just kidding around with you.”

“I don’t know,” Alex said. “It kind of scares me that he might be thinking about castrating me – I mean, I don’t know what I’d do without my balls.”

“Oh, I think I understand now,” Justin whispered. “You think you wouldn’t be a man anymore, right?” Alex dropped his eyes, it was his turn to blush. “Look, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking since the operation – not having anything down there doesn’t make me a girl, ‘cause I don’t have the same equipment a girl does down there, either. Believe me, I know. So, that means I’m still a guy – just a guy without some extra stuff hanging down, is all.”

“But, aren’t you afraid of what other people will think,” Alex wondered.

“Am I afraid of what people in general – like everyone at school – would think?” Justin thought a moment. “Yeah – I am a little. But, that’s because they don’t know me and not knowing someone makes it easier for them to be as mean as they want. But, am I afraid of what people who know me think? I’m sitting here in front of you totally naked and talking to you. Do I look afraid?”

“No, no you don’t,” Alex admitted.

“You’ve been as nice to me tonight as you were the first time,” Justin pointed out. “How come? You afraid Sebastian would punish you or something?”

“No – you’re a nice guy,” Alex protested. “I’d have to be a real asshole to be a jerk to you.”

“So, you still like me even though I don’t have anything down there?” Justin asked. “Brian, Ben, and Carol all like me this way, too – Sebastian seems to still like me, and Janice really likes me more this way. And, I figure my friends liking me and accepting me is a whole lot more important than worrying what a bunch of strangers who don’t even care about me think.” Justin paused and stared directly into Alex’s eyes. “Look, I’m not suggesting you should run right out and get castrated. I’m just saying I’m happy this way. It’s right for me.”

Alex studied the young eunuch’s face and was astounded to find it calm and placid – the little guy really was satisfied with his new state. He shook his head in wonder – he still had a bad feeling that Sebastian might be thinking about castration for him, and wasn’t sure he’d be as comfortable as Justin was. He turned his attention back to the manicure he was doing. Janice wanted her elf’s nails perfectly trimmed, coated with a clear lacquer and buffed to a high shine. Alex glanced up at Justin’s face again and wondered if the young man knew that in addition to his manicure, he was going to get his eyebrows waxed – not totally off, but Janice wanted them slightly reshaped to make them slightly thinner and with a bit more arch.

Alex got his answer soon enough – finished with the manicure, he leaned Justin back in the chair and prepared him for the eyebrow reshaping. As soon as the young eunuch realized what was happening, he began trembling a little and blushed crimson. Alex reassured him that the change wasn’t going to be drastic – just an improvement Janice wanted. Alex smiled at the reaction Janice’s name had on Justin – he was still showing signs of nervousness, but his complaints stopped immediately. Sebastian returned from the other side of the salon to supervise the procedure. Eventually, he was satisfied and instructed Alex on where and how to place the wax strips. Justin was expecting to feel a searing pain as the hot wax strips were placed in position and was happily surprised to find that far from being as hot as he expected, they were pleasantly warm. The sharp flash of pain that accompanied Alex’s ripping the strips off did come as a surprise, though. Justin couldn’t help the painful hiss that escaped his lips. He scrambled from the chair and leaned over the counter, his face close to the mirror as he examined the changes. To him, the change was drastic – but after relaxing a bit, and reexamining his reflection, he decided they weren’t as bad as he had feared. The lower part of each eyebrow had been thinned towards the outside edge, giving his brows a slightly higher arch – the effect seemed to make his eyes look even larger than they were.

As he was dressing, Sebastian casually mentioned he’d be at Janice’s house early the next morning and was ready to continue working with the elf. Justin wondered what that was all about, but Janice just smiled that Mona Lisa smile of hers and said he’d find out soon enough. Justin found it hard to fall asleep that night, wondering what else was going on – eventually, he figured Janice had decided her elf boy needed some variation in his training.

His bath at Carol’s hands the next morning was thorough, but quick – she rushed him along, saying they didn’t have a lot of time. After drying his hair, Carol satisfied herself with just flattening it down with her hand before leading the young man down to breakfast. Justin had barely started eating his melon when Sebastian and Alex showed up. As soon as breakfast was over, they stylist hurried Justin back up to his bathroom where he was quickly seated at the vanity.

Sebastian went to work applying makeup to Justin’s face. He decided a foundation wasn’t needed, and instead went right to work using a makeup pencil on Justin’s newly reshaped eyebrows. A light eyeshadow was applied to his eyelids. As Sebastian was working on his face, Alex took a large soft brush and applied a light coat of rouge to each of Justin’s nipples. Sebastian turned his attention to Justin’s lips, brushing on a gentle natural pink blush. Justin wanted to see how he looked with his face made up, but Sebastian and Alex both refused, instead going to work styling his hair. Alex dampened the eunuch’s bleached locks and stepped back as Sebastian carefully finger combed Justin’s hair, giving it an artistically tousled look. Eventually, the two stylists stepped back and allowed Justin to get a look at himself.

The eunuch gulped when he saw his reflection – it was glaringly obvious he was wearing makeup. His lips were a deeper, almost unnatural pink. His eyes screamed that they were painted, and his nipples were begging for attention. Before he could question what was going on, Sebastian hustled him out of the bathroom and down into the basement. Once Justin saw the activity down there, he began to understand – photographic lights were all over the room and Brian was busy setting up several cameras as a stranger supervised him. Seeing Justin, the photographer rushed over and examined the young man eagerly.

“I didn’t really believe it when Janice told me she wanted me to photograph a new model who had been completely nullified,” he gushed, his fingers exploring Justin’s smooth groin. “Oh, this is such beautiful work – and she is right. You do look like an elf – so innocent and yet a little erotic.” The photographer turned, searching for Janice. Spotting her on the other side of the room, he called out. “Janice, he’s just perfect – if you ever want to loan him out, please keep me in mind.” He turned back to face Justin. “Oh, the things I could do with you!”

“Never mind, Robert,” Janice said coming across the room and placing her arm around Justin’s shoulders. “This little elf belongs to me, and that’s the way it’s going to stay.” Justin’s cheeks tinged pink with pride hearing those words. Janice led him across the room where Carol had several things laid out on one of the tables. Justin recognized the latex shorts and collars from the shop. He looked curiously from the items on the table to Janice. “Congratulations, my little elf – you’re going to be the exclusive model for our online catalog.” She picked up the latex shorts and motioned for Carol to help Justin into them.

For his part, Justin felt his stomach growing queasy – if his picture was going to be on the website, it was possible some people who knew him would eventually see them. On the other hand, he had been the one who originally took photographs of himself in several different collars, so somewhere in his mind he had to have expected this to eventually happen. Carol held the latex shorts open for him and grinned.

“Look – don’t get all uptight thinking what if someone you know sees your picture online,” she said, as if reading his mind. “If they get to the catalogue picture pages, then they want to be there – and share the same recreational hobbies we do. So what are they going to say to anyone else? Besides, you can always use the excuse that it was just a modeling job for you.”

“I didn’t think of that,” Justin admitted, suddenly feeling better. Once he got his legs in the shorts, Carol sprinkled some powder in them and helped him pull the tight clothing up over his slender hips. He couldn’t believe how tight the shorts were – they weren’t like a second skin, they were more like another layer of his own skin. Glancing in the cheval mirror, Justin saw that they didn’t leave anything to the imagination. These shorts would expose everything that was – or, in his case – wasn’t confined under the tight material. At first, he was a little uncomfortable in the shorts – they were tight and hot. But, after walking around in them a bit, he began getting used to them and started liking the way he looked wearing them.

By the time Robert called for them to come over to where he was set up, Justin couldn’t believe his eyes – Brian had helped set up a red velvet backdrop that draped in folds down the hidden scaffolding and out over the floor. A television monitor displayed the posing area and Justin could see why the makeup was needed – the bright lights would have made his features look flat without the makeup coloring. Robert had Justin strike a casual pose, one foot slightly in front of the other and hook his thumbs in the waistband of the black latex shorts. Once Robert began shooting, he called out different poses – making Justin lift his arms up over his head, exposing his hairless arm pits. He had the eunuch turn around and bend over, wagging his rubber clad ass back and forth as he shot picture after picture. Finally, Robert was satisfied he had enough pictures of the shorts and called for a break so Justin could change.

Next came a very skimpy black satin thong and batwing tuxedo collar and bow tie – the formal dungeon slave outfit as Janice called it in the catalogue. Justin very quickly became caught up in the frenzy of activity surrounding the photography, the changes of outfits and paraphernalia – he modeled leather and metal cuffs, collars, and even the latex mask gag during the long session. He forgot all about his initial nervousness about how others might react to him if they recognized him.

Once Robert was finished photographing the various items designed to be worn, Carol and Brian moved in with several vibrators and dildos. This time, none of the photographs showed his face – he was bent over one of the tables draped in red velvet and all of the photographs showed the anal toys about to be introduced into his exposed ass. Of course, Carol and Brian wasted a lot of time by actually using the equipment on Justin – laughing as he squirmed as they stimulated his prostrate. From the corner of his eye, Justin caught Alex watching the action intently – he thought he could guess the thoughts going through the stylist’s mind. He tried to be sympathetic for the young man, but he honestly found it hard to concentrate on anything but the anal stimulation he was feeling. Carol and Brian worked so well together that he scarcely had time to catch his breath between the different toys being used on him. No sooner was one removed, than the other person had another one poised over his ass – pausing only long enough for Robert to snap a photograph before sliding it home and making Justin senseless again as he squirmed and moaned lustfully. At last his delightful torture was over – the last of the toys had been used, and all the photographs were taken. As Justin caught his breath and his pulse slowed down, he silently vowed that he would make Brian and Carol suffer the next time he got to use his mouth on them. An impish smile spread across his face as he thought about bringing them to the brink of climax time and time again before giving them relief.

Justin excused himself and retired to the bathroom off the basement dungeon to clean himself up. Returning to the main room, he noticed Janice huddled deep in conversation with Sebastian and Alex, and Carol and Brian on the other side of the room whispering conspiratorially among themselves. The young eunuch wandered over to Brian and Carol, noticing the nervous glances cast his way by Alex.

“What’s going on?” Justin asked, his curiosity growing.

“Brian thinks Sebastian is going to have Alex cut,” Carol explained.

“I’m not one-hundred percent sure … I only caught part of what they were talking about,” Brian explained. “Seems Sebastian has been thinking about it for a long time, and he’s gotten more excited about the idea after hearing what Janice had planned for you.”

“Alex said he was afraid Sebastian was thinking about that,” Justin admitted, remembering their whispered conversation.

“So that’s what you two were whispering about last night,” Carol said. “I think Janice knew something about what Sebastian has in mind, because she said to make sure we got you as excited as possible and to make you climax as often as we could.”

“I don’t know if Alex wants to have his balls cut off,” Justin said, growing a little worried. “You don’t think Sebastian would force it on him, do you?”

“I don’t think so,” Carol said, trying to erase the worried look on Justin’s face. She’d always liked the slender college boy, and her affection for him had grown even deeper since he had become Janice’s toy. “Do you feel like you were forced?”

“Maybe for a little bit, I did,” Justin admitted. “But, not really – I think if I had really tried to resist or beg that Janice wouldn’t have let Mark go through with it. I think she guessed how I felt about my things down there – I wasn’t really crazy about having them, and too scared to do anything about it.”

“What do you mean, scared?” Brian asked.

“Scared that I was the only one who ever thought about what it would be like not to have a penis and testicles,” Justin admitted. “To tell the honest truth, the first time I woke up everyone else was asleep – and I was kind of happy it was done.”

“Really?” Carol asked.

“Ask Brian,” Justin said. “We kind of talked a little bit later on that first day – the only thing I was really scared of was that Janice was going to make me into a girl,” Justin looked down, embarrassed to admit his fear out loud. “I was afraid she’d start making me take female hormones and grow breasts and all. I never wanted to be a girl, I just didn’t like having things between my legs.” He glanced up shyly at Brian and Carol. “Most people who dress androgynously do it more as a fashion thing, but that’s not why I did it. It’s what I wanted for myself. That was my big secret.”

Carol took the elf’s face in her hands and kissed him tenderly on the forehead. “Your secret is safe with us.” She licked the side of his face seductively. “Besides, I think it makes you sexier.”

“Think nothing,” Brian said, laughing as he ruffled Justin’s white hair. “I know it makes him sexier.” Justin felt his ears burning brightly with a proud embarrassment at the words of admiration from the other two. Before he could think of anything to say in return, Janice strode over to them – announcing that everyone was going up to the pool for an impromptu pool and dinner party. She led Justin over to her throne and pulled him into her lap.

“I haven’t had a chance to tell you what a fantastic job you did today,” she said, stroking his soft hair. “You’ll find a pair of swim trunks on one of the shelves in your closet, I want you to put them on for tonight and one of the gauze shirts, or surgical tops. I know you three have been talking among yourselves and can pretty much guess what the topic was.”

“So Sebastian is going to get Alex cut,” Justin said, simply.

“No – not unless Alex decides it’s right for him,” Janice corrected him. “I’m sure you noticed how intently he was watching you as Brian and Carol played with you. He and Sebastian have been discussing it most of the day. Sebastian wants it done, but he won’t do it unless Alex is willing – that’s why I want you to wear something tonight. We don’t want to make Alex feel like he’s being pressured – besides, we’re going to have pizza delivered and we wouldn’t want the pizza delivery boy to get overexcited at the sight of you.” Justin grinned at the mental image of the delivery boy walking straight into the pool in shock. “The other thing, if Alex wants to talk to you I want you to be totally honest about how you feel – don’t try to talk him into anything.”

“Or out of it,” Justin added.

“Right – or out of it,” Janice smiled. “He’s got to make the choice for himself.”

Up in his room, Justin found the swim trunks – boxy Aussie rower style trunks and was surprised to find himself disappointed that the trunks weren’t something more revealing and erotic. He shook his head at the idea and quickly pulled the gray trunks on and searched for a gauze shirt to wear. He finally settled on a pale blue gauze shirt, neatly rolling up the sleeves to just below his elbows. He raked his fingers through his hair and prepared to head down to the pool. He wasn’t sure what was going to happen at poolside, but he knew one thing for certain – it was going to be an interesting night.

To be continued in Part 7, The Party