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I was scared that I had somehow treated Pakpao like an employee or made her feel she had to be my girlfriend as a duty or something. I was feeling very low and insecure. “So what did you two do last night?” Lucas asked hesitantly as we plodded along the surf line, heads cowed. “We did nothing” I replied quietly. “Perhaps you hurt her when you _did it_? She is so little, she must be tiny down below...” Lucas threw out there. “I told you, we didn’t _do_ anything” I reminded him angrily. “Aha! Maybe _that_ is the problem!” he laughed lamely. We hadn’t gone far and hadn’t been gone long but it felt like walking away from the girls was exactly the wrong thing to be doing, so I turned us around and we walked slowly back past the girls, watching for a sign that we should join them. Natalie, who had her arms wrapped defensively around Pakpao, waved us off so we kept walking. On the third journey back past the bar Natalie didn’t wave us off but rather shrugged, so we cautiously returned to the girls. As we got close Pakpao must have sensed our return and, looking up at us, Cartoons panicked and leaped from Natalie’s bosom and ran off towards the bedrooms. Lucas collapsed heavily into the sofa across from Natalie with a sigh- “What’s her problem?” he asked unsympathetically. “She’s in love” Natalie announced quietly. My head reeled. How could you cry when you’re in love? Or was Pakpao not in love with _me_? Was there someone else? Had she been cheating with me? My heart stopped. Natalie looked at me pitifully “In a week or two all this will end” she waved her arms around inclusively “and, Steve, you will go merrily back to England after your holiday romance and a broken-hearted Pakpao will be left here cooking and washing dishes and being a slave. You see two weeks of fun and sex ahead and Pakpao already sees that it all must end and she’ll be hentai a nobody again” I felt a crushing weight on my chest. How could I hurt her like this? How could I contemplate ever leaving her? Could I bring her home with me? Could I move to Thailand? I was sure, just a few days into our romance, that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Pakpao and I knew I _had_ to make that happen. I felt like crying too. “What should I do?” I asked Natalie urgently. They were so sensitive. He called them Cartoons "tits". “Your mom. If you pass out, I’ll still have your sweet body.” “Yes, Rose?” I sniffed. I couldn't hide my excitement. Mala was aroused. Their heavy tits heaved as they brought it from their little hiding place around the corner of the gym. I sighed. "Fuck me harder hentai little brother."