"C'mon fag, you gotta come with us. Boysin room 22 got to stick together. You can't leave me hanging round all daywith just these muppets..." he sai..., gesturing to Fowler and Pete.Feeling an air of inevitably, I agreed. "K, sure, beers sounds good".As the other headed off Charlie leant into my ear. "You just keepingfollowing my lead fagboy and we're all good".On the way down to Alexanderplatz, we headed past the sex museum. Everyonewas joking about, and things seemed cool. I was starting. He and the last of his people might perish today, they wouldn't go without a fight. A fight that he would make sure ther galaxy remembered for a very, very long time.The Doctor smiled as he watched the huge, grey, oblong shape as it was lowered slowly into the planet. Yes, the Doctor thought, they might not survive, they would take as many of the bastards with them. Most especially, the main bastard Sam.The Doctor nodded as he had more and more of the most powerful weapons he could brought out.. The dance went well and we returned home to have Ruth greet us at the door. "The dates over" she calmly said as we stood there, expecting me to head home myself. I looked at Walt then moved up to him, whispered in his ear, "I want your cock" I said "I want to suck your fuckin' cock and have you fuck my fuckin' cunt" I added as I reached up, grasped his head and pulled him to me. I kissed him hard and long as he wrapped his arms around me. We stood there kissing like lovers do as Ruth stood. Yes, really! Isn't it shocking? He would make a point of following me upstairs, two or three steps behind, and when I spun my head round I would always find his mucky little neck craning up towards my hemline, like a homing pigeon. Now, my skirts are, admittedly, on the short side. I'm rather vain about my legs, which are slender and shapely, and I do choose to expose them general admiration much of the time – but I hardly expected it from my young nephew! And really, the way that boy had.