I won’t abandon you, Steve. No matter what I decide, I will be your friend. We have a deep bond that even this revelation can’t break. But sexual ...ntimacy? That I have to think about. And you should, too. Bethany was right - it’s enough. It really is.”“What about Bethany?” I asked.“That’s a conundrum. She’s made some tremendous compromises to try to be with you, including accepting your relationship with Stephanie, and accepting that you will likely never be monogamous. But I don’t know that. In a word Benjamin, in the role of the passive partner, the guy being fucked, who normally, other than providing a welcoming hole for in which his partner could exercise his cock, clearly had every intention of being an equal participant in the act.As ever with whomever he had sex, Kyle always stuck to what had become his signature technique: he endeavoured to take his partner with him all the way to a mutual climax, avoiding the need for any manual assistance to their cocks to take them both. ”“Hey, Abi,” another onlooker asked, “wasn’t Bull Donald your co-star in your Hollywood film?”But Abi was already flying out of the room, a hand over her mouth, tears running down her cheeks and the sounds of her sobbing echoing off the corridor walls.The men in the editing room exchanged knowing glances.One said, “Damn! That Bull’s a bloody dirty dog! An’ I thought butter wouldn’t melt in Abi’s mouth.”The editor Harry scoffed, “Nah. She’s definitely a genuine sweetheart as well as being one. Back at my apartment I washed my hands at the kitchen sink. Got out my ingredients and began to make one of my special mocha lattes.I heard some scratching sounds at the door.Looking threw the peephole I could find nothing so I took my coffee to the living room and turned the stereo on to some classical music.After a few minutes I heard the scratching again.Back at the door I listened carefully. When I heard it sound like movement behind the door and still no one could be seen threw the spy.