Bastard proved it, too. I shrieked, letting go of him to whack his hands away and stop the torture. He took grievous advantage and tossed me into the water. I landed on a jet that fired up - right up my ass.

Rohan doubled over laughing, half-heartedly fighting me as I dragged him in. Parents smiled indulgently. One cow-licked little guy in a red aqua suit stared at Rohan with wide eyes as my darling boyfriend liberally splashed me with long sweeps of his leg. "Wanna help?" Rohan ...