After breakfast the next morning, I went up to the room to change for the beach. I caught Mark lying in his bed jerking off to some pictures.

"Jesus, Mark, can't you do that someplace else, like the bathroom."

"I'm jerking off to pictures of Belle getting fucked. Want to join me?"

"No, and put that thing away. It's disgusting."

Mark laughed and pulled up his shorts. "That's not what the girls tell me. Here, look at these. What do you think of Belle now?"

He handed me several small grainy black and white photos. A girl who could have been Belle was on her knees in front of some...