I was weak. If I stayed in town, I’d have him back next Tuesday. And he was a witch boy. If I let him come again to mow the lawn, I’d have him aga...n here in the bedroom—if that’s what he wanted. Or in the woods behind the house, on the picnic table. It wasn’t the money. I paid more than that for a college kid. He was just fourteen. The college semester was over. I could go away for a week. Now I would. When I came back it would all be gone. It will be like it never happened.But it did happen. I. I'malready fairly helpless, but my mobility has yet to see its greatestrestraint. Needles are pushed through each earlobe, followed by largehoop earrings. Fishing line (where the hell did that come from?) is thentied to each of the hoops and pulled tautly and tied to each of thechair's legs, forcing my head back a bit.This position, you tell me, will help make it easier to apply makeup tomy face and trim out my eyebrows. It also, apparently, helps the cameraget a better shot of my face, which I. ”“Okay, hi John. Tell Dan that I miss seeing him here.” John smiled, his eyes taking in the slender looking body of this late teen.“You know you can come over to our home any time you need him,” Karen mentioned.“I know. I don’t need him as often as I used to now that I have Matthew in my life.”“How is it going with you two?”“Perfectly, he’s my one!” She beamed.“I’m happy for you.”John’s head was spinning from seeing so many naked people walking around the main room.Karen took him to the change. Twice in the hour, I was there, two couples engaged in full-on sexual activity.The first one I saw was straight up cowgirl. The other couple sat on the pool deck with the lady’s legs over her guy’s legs. As they pulled closer their touching became more intimate. It was clear that his lady was massaging her lower lips with the obvious part of the male anatomy. She started pushing until it was obvious that they were connected as closely as possible. Had I been the guy I would have liked a slower.