He would check his security camera just to make sure. He had installed a camera in the room hidden from view so he could see if anyone entered his roo.... He re-wound the tape and put it in his VCR viewer which replayed the tape and showed it on the wall where he had hung the white sheet for viewing "other" tapes he had made. The tape started and showed someone with a flashlight shining it around the room.Then the light came on and he saw that it was his son John. He saw John look around the room. "He touched another on a chair, "This one is Toshiro Yoshimitsu, that's a Chokuto by Go Yoshihiro, Bizen Nagamitsu made that Tsurugi/Ken, and Ike Muramasa forged that Kodachi."Pretty soon, there was a sergeant following along with a brass tag maker, making tags as fast as he could. The only difference in the tags was probable provenience by John Parker 1969John was sorting them into sets and singles. A few pairs, but mostly sets and singles."This is in the wrong saya. That's a scabbard for you. He went out to the front yard and arranged the cars so he could wash his pride and joy in the shade. Certainly not a difficult task, but it was one he enjoyed due to the satisfaction gained from a job well done. It also afforded him time to think, time to sort through things. After two hours, his car gleamed and sparkled in the sun, and George had concocted a semblance of a plan for talking to June. He walked into the house but didn’t immediately find June. He was hungry, craving a beer, and. I was sitting on the end of the bed and rolled a joint, I lit it up and took some hits. He was somewhat laying in the middle of the bed on his side facing my back.I passed the joint to him and then he made his move, me still playing innocent at first. His hand caressed by back, my neck, and I turned my head and moved closer to him and started kissing him. That was for him the moment he was waiting for. I gave myself to him, I loved the feeling of being the subject of ones desire. When I have.