<strong>Amplus watches the man and tells him is name, eventually</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://boyculture.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341c2ca253ef010536e54c6a970b-400wi)</div>Amplus listened to the man as he responded to Nakia. In the corner of his eye, he watched the man as he, like the women before him, submerged into the waters. For a few second, he was worried as the man did not come up right away. Perhaps he slipped, he thought, but before Amplus made a move to save him, he returned to the surface to his relief.<br/><br/>As soon as he was sure that the man was more than comfortable, he focused his eyes once again on Cariad. Within moments however, the man seemed to be addressing him, so he turned his head to face his enquirer. The man seemed friendly so he had no objection to answering. His main issue was that, when spoken too, he seemed to assume that whom ever it was, was always his better, so like before with Nakia he would most likely call him Master whether he was or not, or Mistress in the case of Nakia. A title that she was quick to correct, he recalled.<br/><br/>So there he was with the dust ball moving from left to right in his head and back again, as he contemplated how best to answer. No wonder the man has a stutter, from time to time, if he has such a problem just answering his name.  “A-Amplus, Master, they call me Amplus.”<br/><br/>Due to this stressful and traumatic moment, he felt that his cock had softened a little. However, after a deep intact of air, he was back to his full strength in no time at all. What was that smell that filled his nose as he took it in?<br/>