(What you thought Raiudoe was real?)Back when I was a male escort I had a client called Mary. Her husband was a professional body builder and was eith...r in the gym or away at some show. When Mary and her husband were together he was rough and she missed having sex instead of being fucked. Also he wouldn't go down on her or touch her arse. After a few sessions Mary felt guilty and cut ties with me. Six years later I met a really nice young girl on the train home from London. She was a student at. And I saw myself as the boy who I not wanted to be. And made me even more convincedthat this is not me anymore. I hated Brian with every inch of my soul! I heard a light knock.“Yes, come on!”The door opened and the doctor came inside. “Hello Victoria! I wanted to say that everythingwent great. How are you feeling?”“Other than it hurting really bad, I think I’m fine!”He stood up “Can you stand up and walk?"I stood myself up and felt still a bit dizzy, but I could walk. “Yeah, think so. Where are. He left me completely dissatisfied, never even asked how I felt. Even at sixteen, I knew it wasn’t good enough, that there must be more to making love than Henry’s swift, selfish fucks.”I put my hand to my lips and mouthed, ‘Sorry, bad language.’ Michael softly said, “That’s okay, carry on with your story.”“Well, Henry wasn't a fool. He realised that he wasn't enough for a healthy and horny — very horny — teenager, so he suggested I take a lover. Just like that! Obviously, I was horrified. But,. "It would be the same as having Hunter, here, leading a patrol of ten men. It is way beneath his command level," Sid answered thoughtfully. Turning to Hunter, he said, "Have some men take him back to River Camp." Yes, sir," Hunter said recognizing that he had been dismissed. He walked away to task someone with the job."I don't like it when an officer in the enemy army isn't acting his rank," Sid said.Looking at Sid with a wry grin on his face, Gregor asked, "So what are you doing here?"Sid.