There was a large living room, and a kitchen with a woman in it.She turned and saw me. She looked shocked for an instant, then smiled.“Want brea...fast?” she asked“Oh, definitely” I replied. I asked if there was a toothbrush I could use, and she said I could borrow her’s.I found it slightly arousing, this woman I’d just met letting me share such an intimate object.I returned to the kitchen;“You must have come in with Sue last night, I didn’t hear. “Roy, nothing would make me happier!”, and she hugged him again. He felt like she was going for that number one spot again, but wondered if his neck would ever survive! Whispering in his ear so that no one in the world could possibly hear, she added, “But we’ve got to do something about that gutter-mouth of yours! It sounds terrible!”.__________________________________________________________________________________Seven years later, Roy was relaxing in his favourite recliner, his five-year old. In short Jesse was Brad’s personal fuck-slave.When Brad was 14, he would sometimes bring his girlfriend up into the attic bedroom. Brad would ask Jesse to undress, and stand in front of these girls, offering his body as a “toy” for their amusement, if they desired. Brad even had a dog’s collar and leash which he would hand to his girlfriend when Jesse presented himself. Most of these girls hadn’t a clue what to do with a naked boy on a leash, which was probably a good thing for Jesse.One,. Go through.”As soon as Sam stood aside to allow Julie entrance, the latter strode into the flat and went straight to the living room. Aidan was sitting in an armchair. He did not get up.“OK, Aidan,” Julie barked. “What’s going on? This some game you’re playing? What’s she doing here?”“Sit down Julie,” Aidan said, his face registering no emotion, remaining neutral.It halted her tirade or any other questions she might have had, but she did not sit down, choosing to stand instead with her hand on.