" I want you to know something, Sophia. I think I need to say this. I love you, whatever you do. If you didn't like Shakespeare, I'd still love you. I... you told me you didn't want to be together tonight because you were going to a beer and bong bash, I'd still love you. I'd worry more, but I'd still love you."Sophia laughed. "I think I knew that. But it was nice to hear, anyway. I really do like reading more than partying. I suppose I always did; I just forgot. But I worry about my image, more. Then he licked and sucked the mushroom head as it grew in size. As the mature man's cock hardened Joie gently held his sac and caressed it. Within minutes the man was fully erect as he liked the idea of a cute boy sucking him. He truly desired young cute blonde haired boys who were effeminate and liked older mature men. Joie was the perfection of his desires and tastes. He had a lot of experience in Brazil and elsewhere with young guys and enjoyed fucking them with his nice cock. Joie took the. Jamie bit his lip. He had a big decision to make now. Did he trust Stuart's judgement? Was this a risk worth taking? He decided it was and brought the Lynx round and began to descend towards the road.He flared the helicopter and let the skids hit the tarmac, but didn't kill the rotors as he watched Stuart, the man beside him and the jeep. The fact that no one had fired on him was a positive point he thought. He held his breath and began to shut the helicopter down.No one had moved he saw, as he. Obvious wish fulfillment. The world will be better off without you,’ the man declared. He raised his sword, and swung it downwards. ‘Stop!’ cried out an old man. The sword halted in its path. The raider looked towards the source, and smiled. He sheathed his sword and stepped towards him. ‘What do you have, grandpa, that is worth this boy’s life? A play? An operetta?’ His hands shaking, the old man reached into his coat, and pulled out a thick stack of papers, yellowed with age, wrapped in.