I was bent over, my ass cheeks parted, my dick hung down, and he groped me, tickled my hole, then he left me there for a moment. I heard him leave the...barn and I realized just how alone I felt, how vulnerable. I felt this breath stick in my lungs, then I heard his feet, the door closed, and he walked to me. I looked down to see his shoes, looked up to see him stroke his hard dick. He had a belt and pair of underwear in his other hand.“Open your mouth,” he said.He squatted down in front of me,. ? He took a step forward,?Austin. No!? I cried. Without thinking what I was doing, I grabbed hisarm.?What.? He stood rooted in place, studying my hand clamped on hisbicep like an artist might study a face before he renders it incharcoal. Then he looked at me. ?Why not? What?s wrong???I...? I hesitated. Releasing my grip on him, I let my hand drop to myside. ?I just think it?s... a bad idea. They?re doing work over there.?He laughed, ?I doubt they?re working today, it?s Thanksgiving.??Yeah. This gentleman," he added, with a nod at Dr. Spockrates. "Is (as you so astutely observed) a complete stranger to you. His name is Dr. Spockrates." "Ah!" piped Alaric. "A pleasure to meet you Dr. Spockrates... uh... may you live long and prosper!" The aforementioned venerable gentleman appeared rather startled at young Alaric's effusiveness, but smiled gently enough at the young lad. "Why, thank you, young man," he said. "We are here to serve." "Good!" said Alaric. "I'll take a cheeseburger and. Ever since I met you, you've always hinted you were getting away from something."Mike rolled his eyes. "Oh, brilliant, Einstein. Whatever gave you that idea? That your big fucking revelation?"Carl shook his head. "No. There's others in the business like that. But you, the last few months, it's like you're trying to run away from something. Something that has you spooked."Mike stared at his friend and threw down his burger with enough force to scatter the remaining fries to the tablecloth. "So.