He lived with his aunt who was most often in an alcohol induced blackout and if she’s not doing that she’s popping pills. Half the time she’s on...pills she could be getting anally raped and not even know. He quit school and leaves every night and tells his aunt he’s going to his sister’s house for school.His sister was a married adult so she agreed to say she was going to be teaching him. During this time he would just leave for a while and climb back into his window. At sixteen he’s awkward. "Which one is yours?" I ask, looking at the carsThe dad pointed to a larger suburban with tinted windows. I promtly walked over to it and waited for the father to unlock the doors. We all got in and I began to strip off my clothes. Dad looked at his son and immedtaly started to kiss my mouth...he was sloppy and seemed unformtable...almost as if he hadn't been with a woman in years. The son though, he went right in for my tits. His tongue traced circles around my nipples...knowing just how much. While I had been gone the man had been talking to Jane and they were still at it when I returned. They seemed to be discussing something very important. When I asked what it was Jane just shook her head.Then she said. "His name is Breoca he is a Druid."Now I have met a real Druid, well that put me well before the Roman conquest. The Romans slaughtered all the Druids as a way to suppress the locals.I went to cut two saplings to use as poles for a stretcher. It was then I saw a young woman hiding. ”“What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. I promise no harm will come to you.”“I came with my girlfriends.”“Ill gladly comp their room and offer limo service for the rest of their weekend.”“Look, this is all very flattering but I don’t really do the hook up thing and cheating on my boyfriend is wrong.”I knew this song and dance well. This is why I loved being rich.“How much would it take to ease your conscience?”“I am not a prostitute!”I turned and went to my safe. I pulled out some cash and set.