”I met them at the front door. I guess the game warden was still a little steamed about having to go for reinforcements because he sneered and asked... “So, did that give you enough time to hide everything?”I shrugged and said, “I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about. But for your edification, you might have guessed from the gate and the wall that I’m a private person, and I’m well enough off that I certainly don’t have to resort to poaching to feed myself.”I stepped back and waved them. I don't care whatpeople think of me. I do my own thing, and the only person I have toworry about is me.Which is why it is total bullshit that I had to put on this tie andstand here in front of this decrepit old judge and let him tell mewhat I'm supposed to do."Son, you have real issues with people, don't you? I see from yourrecord that you've been twice convicted for assault, spent six monthsin jail for selling phony calling cards, and now what brings you heretoday?"The stupid smirk on his. One person I've written about extensively on my blog has been Alex who, when I first met him, had a long time girlfriend and had never done anything with a guy. But he had always wanted to. When he found out that his surfing buddy was the real Aussie Speedo Guy he wanted to explore his gay side and I was happy to help. Today, Alex is engaged, to Adam, and they regularly invite me over for some naughty speedo fun.You can read all about Alex and his sexual awakening over on my blog.What I want. I think the secret is out. They know we're here."Uttering an oath, Niko crossed the room, grabbed his wife's arm, steering her toward the door. "What are they doing?" They drove by twice — four men, two in front, two in back." Let's go," Niko ordered, pulling Camille along."I'm not going anywhere with you," Camille spat as she wrenched her arm free.Niko turned, reaching for her again. "I don't have time to explain. We have to leave, now." Then go. Who's stopping you?"He grasped her upper arms,.