‘Besides,’ he said, adding fuel to the fire while he struggled, ‘How long do you think it will take our families and friends to figure out what ...appened and trace the money to you?’ Apparently fed up with Brett’s meddling, Buck leveled the gun at him and said, ‘Okay know-it-all, how about this: I get my money or you die.’ Brett smiled and said, ‘You won’t do that Buck, because you need Kim or Tracy to get you the money, and if you kill me I guarantee you won’t see a dime.’ ‘How do you. "A worthy story, noblemerchant," he said, spreading his palms in a gesture of respect, butmockingly. "Such a tale compels me to buy two amphorae of your bestdate wine. But mind that I will pay no extra for magic spells."We purchased the wine from Nikandros at what were surely inflatedprices. The earnest little merchant never resumed his story, so weleft the agora with an unfinished tale."Why did you mock him, Cornelius?" I asked him in Latin as we departedthe acropolis with our purchases. . Im aspiring to be a novelist and decided to try my hand at this. Please leave constructive criticism and dont comment saying you dont get the story later on, because my reply will be you havent read the whole thing. Enjoy!) Hey fag! Well, what a wonderful way to start my first day at a new school. This was going to be a treat. Before prying eyes of jocks and cheerleaders alike I cowered, trying to think happy thoughts. It didnt work. Once the words left the asshole, the whole classroom erupted. I noticed his cock was getting hard again. ‘It wouldn’t be a lifestyle change. I couldn’t do that. What we do in private is fine but I’m not ready for everyone to know,’ I said as Gary left the room. ‘OK. I’ll see you tomorrow,’ he said as he left the room. I sat watching TV for a while then got up and re-ran the last tape, wanking myself off with one hand while I fingered my arsehole with the other. I left the sound up so Gary would know what I was doing and didn’t try to stifle my cry as I.