” He marched up to the giant skeleton, up to the skull nearly half the size of his body, and poked the floating monster in her giant sternum. “Tie... to a chair. Your psychopath daughter put a blowtorch up to my fucking lips.” He jammed his finger into the monster hard enough to make her hover back a few inches. “That maniac hit me, and hit me, and hit me.”“She—”“Fuck you! Your daughter cut me, shot me, laughed at my misery, taunted me. She treated her fellow hunters like cannon fodder. I’m glad. It felt wrong with me inside herand feeling my erect nipples brushing against her. She said that shecould not help how she felt. She still loved me just as much and sheloved when we cuddled and played with each others breasts, but she lovedsex with me as a man. Before we had got together as a couple back atuni, she had only had sex with one other boy and it had been a disaster.After we had got together she realized that she absolutely loved sex andwould now find it difficult to do without. I. My visits to these palaces of delight continue to this day but sadly most are now closed and the educational aspect offered to young males of exploring the delight of uncomplicated sexual encounters with other males now largely denied to boys today. When thinking of these experiences with one such a particular series of encounters some years ago came to mind as typifying the experience offered.The setting is the ancient but tiny City of Ripon in North Yorkshire, a City only by virtue of its. 'The mill and a half is for you. You alone. Notthe kid too.'??????????? 'No.No, no, no. But you said.' She stammered.??????????? 'No,you said. You assumed. And as you said before, assumptions are often wrong andyour assumption is fucking wrong.'??????????? 'But,no, but no, but a million and a half for us both or no deal.' She stated.??????????? 'Well,I guess that's it then, no deal.' I smirked it at her.??????????? ?She went silent, actually for quite awhile andI loved it. She was squirming.