Before I’m done with you and I let you get some rest.”Sue giggled like a love-struck teenager. “Promises, promises. Mmmm … Mrs. Etebo … I li...e the sound of that …. Doctor and Mrs. Etebo, M.D. … it's got quite a ring to it,” she chuckled.Deep down I knew it was only playful banter. But hearing these words caused my pain and adrenaline to spike into the stratosphere. The words only summarized the game I’d agreed to play. But hearing our situation summarized in such a bald and direct way felt like. It was in the kitchen, a high table-ish thing with little bar stools. More like a little island in the middle. He got up again to pour himself some coffee."Luke and I kind of broke up." No way!" Way." What happened? Last time I checked, you guys were perfect." Yeah, perfect ... whatever." Brooke left to go change some sheets in the guest rooms, and I told him the whole story before she got back. I got my cell phone, and let him read and listen to all the messages."Lauren, you need to talk to. . and the wind was not ideal ... again, minor detail. Steve, like Captain Quinton, dislikes engines, and is determined to manage without.So, having got out of bed at six-thirty, and spent an hour for a customer, moving furniture and covering it with dust-sheets in preparation for a contractor to do some damp-proofing work, I had an early lunch, threw some stuff in the back of the car and set off. I was to be collected from Maldon by a friend of Steve's, who would be helping us, at about. Kyle was clearly a self-starter; and so it was with considerable warmth that he welcomed the young man into his home. Steve just felt in his bones that Kyle would do OK in life; and at that very moment, in the early afternoon, with his sex vibes strengthening with each passing moment, he wanted to nothing more than grab the young man, rip his clothes off and fuck him again.“OK Kyle, you can stay with me as long as it takes. But there is just one thing; this place has only one bedroom and one.