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Chapter 7 by adam17017 adam17017

Do you follow Victoria or Gavin? Or do you go back to the previous thread and follow Zack?

Gavin

Gavin continued to stand in the same spot he had been for the past five minutes, just thinking about Victoria and of Zack's feelings for her. Gavin did have to admit, that Zack did have great taste in women. Gavin was wondering whether he would be able to keep his growing feelings for Victoria under check for the whole stay at the cabin. He was wondering whether those feelings were for Victoria herself, or just for her ass, when Victoria came back inside the room with a frown on her face, and still a little wet. Gavin just stood there and stared at the beauty in front of him, he guessed that she had been in the water, and had come out to get him. He swallowed once and said "Hey Vicky! Why are you here? I was just about to come out."

"Where are you're swimming trunks Gavin? Zack and Chloe were worried about you, you know?"

"Of course they were. I'm fine Vicky, I'll just sit on the deck and enjoy the view for today."

"Like hell you will" she said as she walked towards his dresser. As she was walking to the dresser, she tripped, and started to fall. Gavin quickly caught her before she fell, but the **** with which she fell, quickly knocked him to the ground too. When Gavin came back to his senses after the fall a few seconds later, he wondered why it felt like he was squeezing a cushion, or something similar, and why there was something on top of him. He opened his eyes, and saw Vicky staring at him from just a bit above his face. He still didn't know what he was holding, so he gave it a squeeze, and realized from the face above him and from the moan coming out of her mouth, that he was probably squeezing Victoria's ass. In Gavin's mind he thought _if she wanted to move, she would have done it already. Second, if I've gone this far already, why not continue? And third, Zack never has to know. _Even though Gavin knew that none of those arguments made any sense, that was the best that he could muster in his current predicament. The last coherent thought that he had was It's definitely not just her ass. She' perfect. Then he reached up to her face and kissed her passionately while still on the floor, and squeezed her ass again, just to remind himself that this was actually happening. Sorry Zack, I couldn't help you.

What's happening with Zack?

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