You’ve just got to stop dressing like my dad.”Alfie really wasn’t bad looking. Though he did wear thick-rimmed black glasses that Ezra joked emp...asised his seriousness, they still sat on a face that was rather nice to look at. He had striking emerald-green eyes that complemented his clean-cut red hair and had a surprisingly fit body hidden beneath the “dad” clothes. Of the three boys, Alfie was the only one whose face still seemed to have a soft boyishness to it, so to counter it, he’d started. Yes he should start there. Thisevening he wouldn't ..... Or at least tomorrow. He must have aplan. A timetable.Uncle Silas was another problem. The enhancer ring round his peniswas not a threat now he was outside the Helgarren cordon. Stillboth it and the Uncle Silas in his scrotum needed to be removed ifhis sperm production and his testosterone levels were to return tonormal. Well return at all. Please God they could recover, that theeffective castration was in fact only temporary. But that. Her beautiful light caramel skin is enticing and inviting. I sit overlooking the wilds in front of me. The roars of lions in the distance echo under the clear night sky, which is scattered with stars shining bright without the city lights obscuring them. Tonight we are star-crossed lovers in the depths of the wild under the African night sky. She walks to me and straddles me, wearing a white vest and a pair of short safari shorts. The moonlight smoothly shines and caresses her body whilst the. ” Her leg moved, as if she was about to uncross, but then came to rest in the same position as before. “Ask me something I can’t answer, and you get to choose how things progress.”So that was the game. I pulled my jumper off, trying to think of a new question. One that I knew Karen could answer correctly, just to see where she wanted to go. “In which county is Lady Chatterley’s Lover set?”Karen smiled. “Derbyshire. Now lose your shirt.”I unbuttoned slowly, searching for the next question. One.