I would masturbate over him two or three times a week dreaming that some day I would make love to the sexiest guy on the planet. Nick Carter was gorge...us - tall, blonde, blue eyed.As Nick Carter from the Backstreet Boys, one of the world's biggest boy bands, got older and sexier, I got older. I was twenty four years old now and he was thirty one.I flew over to see the Backstreet Boys in London end of July last year. It was the best night of my life. Especially because I spent an entire night. " Probably because we are a team and we're supposed to keep each otherout of trouble. Also the 'no secrets' rule is involved."I knocked and was ushered in. Inside, on one of the seats, was MrTaylor and on invitation we took seats near him."Why?" asked Mr Hobson.I looked at Helen and she shrugged her shoulders."Why what?" Why did you go and ask Mr Taylor the things you did?" I didn't," I protested. "I just told him that I'd seen him at schooltwice. Since he is classified as a helper, I thought. " She told me.I had been waiting for that one. That was a standard woman thing."Nancy what the hell is going on? Go back and eat and leave me alone." I told her and turned back to my co-workers. I guess you could call them my posse.I was going to add something really nasty but I just let it slide.A couple of minutes later Nancy came back to the table, striding like a Clydesdale, and making about as much noise too. She was angry and wanted the entire place to know that she was on the gallop like. ’ Neither Cody or Liv had said a word. They were probably too scared! He went over and cut them loose. Liv looked terrified and just sat there. Cody gasped in pain as the rope fell away. I saw why. The rope had been cutting into the gash on his arm and reopened it, making it bleed. I stared at them incredulously. ‘Well? Go! Get the fuck out while you can!’ Cody looked up. ‘I’m not gonna run away and save my own life while you die. I’m staying. I’ll either die with you or help kill this.