All in all I was not happy with my life and as I grew older I did a lot to express this, I was always getting into trouble of one sort or another, nev...r quite bad enough to land me in a juvenile court, but enough to have me labelled as a problem child. Things changed quite unexpectedly when I was assigned to the Wilson's.On the day I was 'escorted' to the Wilson household I was expecting to meet the usual middle-aged couple who had a bevy of kids of their own and thought it would be 'nice' to. His body when he took his shirt off was so damn hot I couldn’t help but stare for a little while. After a little while we began dunking and wrestling each other in the pool and I “accidently” pulled his pants part way down. I only got a glance at his beautiful ass but it was enough to get me rock hard all most instantly. Once we got out we continued working and the day was over before I knew it. The next day is when it all started. After school I went to his house and we began working. After a. .. Thing.He went to his gun cabinet got his old shotgun and loaded it and went to that room and opened the door and the boom scared the women something awful but the professor came back and assured them he had killed this... this... Thing!Well we shall never know the end of it.Did the Thing indeed somehow live through being blasted with 12 gauge buck shot?Was there another of these things loose somewhere?Meanwhile deep in the City where Andrea and Carletta lived in the dark slums where anyone. As he slowly worked the zipper, a disgusting, thick, cheesy and sour smell, worse than he could have imagined, from the stale sweat of many different feet crusted up in fabric and left to build up for days, crashed into Conny’s nose like a fist, making him cough and recoil.“No no no”, said Alfred. “Good dogs don’t draw away from the delicious smell of their masters’ socks. Don’t make us have to punish you.”Conny felt completely worthless. He was standing on all fours, on the floor, at the feet.