Before I stepped out I put my hard dick through the hole to show him what I was after. I stepped out and found his door was already unlocked. I walked...in and was staring at a skinny white emo kid. Looked about 20, but no idea. He was thin, really thin, with long black hair wearing torn up clothes. I was impressed by his cock, looked to be about 8 inches but super thin. As I walked in he let go of this cock and grabbed my trousers, yanking them down. The blow job that followed was hands down the. We would keep at it until there was a need to change.As an experiment, I had some shafts fletched with the feathers in line with the axis of the shaft and some fletched with the feathers at an angle to impart a spin to the bolt. I hoped that a spin-stabilized bolt would be more accurate, and I was going to set up an experiment to check that out.Once everything was ready for the experiment, I clamped a crossbow in place in a fixture that would keep it from shifting even while it was being. "I didn't know what to say to that so I just tried to look anywhere but at her."Then I brought you home," she said. "I brought you to my house because I'm comfortable here and it was closer. Do you remember the rest," She looked at me with one of her eyebrows arched and a big smile on her face."Nope," I said. "Did I make a fool out of myself while I was drunk? You know..." You mean did you try to have sex with me?" she smirked.I nodded nervously. She pushed herself closer still into my. "Honey your grandfather is all about image. He will tell you that illusion in prison is more important than reality." I suggested."Is that why he treats you like a girlfriend, rather than his daughter?" she asked."Yes, but he doesn't cross the line. He just plays to the crowd," I suggested hoping that she would believe me."And you let him french kiss you and massage you?" she asked."Yes, it mean nothing to me and it gives him status. I know it sounds nuts honey, but all that stuff is important.