Joseph found himself at the bottom of the stairs looking up at two pale behinds when the duo lifted their dresses upward. They had just reached the to... when Joseph turned – and walked directly into Alexander Burbridge.“Did I just see Elizabeth kiss your cheek?” the man asked.“It was nothing untoward, Alexander,” Joseph said, glad that the view up the stairwell was restricted to the person standing at the bottom.“No, of course not,” the man said lightly. “And, if it were, she is an adult and can. I love speedos (my few guy/guy experiences had always started from scenarios where I was with other guys in speedos - mainly at the pool after training - and they had always been a fetish of mine). Kyle and I corresponded over the next 2 weeks and all was sorted for the Friday night. The details were that I was to just rock up at 6:30pm and people would start to arrive at 7 for the party. Kyle would prove the speedos and I was to wear sandshoes and socks with them.Friday finally came and I left. The familiar voice of Sergei the photographer clattered noisily behind the bright lights, but Olga didn’t need to hear the specifics. She knew the routine. First she sat next to the lad, looking sexy but demure while the awkward boy stared in amazement. She heard the shutter click four times. She moved to the next pose, cuddled closer to the boy’s nude frame, her hand on his nearly skeletal chest. Again the shutter clicked. Pose three was her favorite. She cupped his shriveled genitals in her. Lighting her cigarettes, getting her drinks, anything she wanted was fine by me. I saw her every day and she eventually got me to tone it down and showed me how she wanted to be treated. I’d babysit for her and do all the things that a teenager does for the older person they’re “In Love” with. My feelings never changed. No matter how many men she was with. She did things that would normally cause me to turn my back on a person, for HER there were no rules.Why? She always treated me with.