Every boy I was friends with did this to some degree, sex play I mean. I did it with every single one, and it was totally natural. Our preachers son f...om church was one of my best playmates for this, and couldnt wait to get naked with me. He liked to suck my dick more than anything, and I did him too. But we all did it. When we were out playing or in school we did the usual stuff boys do then, and the sex play was simply the usual stuff for us too, at night, or sometimes during the day, off in. Once we were back upstairs, I called Walt and asked him to send a private company who could wire the four tunnels with motion detectors, and help set up a better overall security system. Price was not an object. He also gave me several numbers to call about dogs and handlers. I started those calls while Sylvia drove us to the gang house next door so we could search it for tunnels, too.Since I was sure there would be a tunnel to the boathouse, we started searching the west wall of the cellar.. .just one more pill...." "You didn't, Danny; tell me you didn't," Chris said, realizing what her poor husband had done. She felt he would probably be all right, after a good night's sleep. But Geez, how stupid could he have been to take the pill and then drink? Well, she guessed they could both probably do with a good night's sleep, after the day's excitement. After Chris sort of dumped the semi-conscious Danny on the mattress, she went back into the kitchen to finish cleaning up. . ''Sorry, madam?' I'd asked.'I keep telling you,' she said, 'call me Helen. They aren't terrorists inthat car; they're simply private detectives hired by my husband to recordmy infidelity.''Oh,' I said, unprepared for such honesty; and then: 'Do you want me tolose them?'Her eyes twinkled. 'Not today,' she said.I'd seen the same car several times, over the rest of the week; each timeI'd pointed it out to Helen, who had been unperturbed. This morning, asI'd driven up to the Noble's beach villa, I.