He asked if I wanted to see his office, he had built it himself. So I followed him upstairs and he showed me the office. His room was next to it and I...peeked in quick, he caught me and asked if I wanted the grand tour of his room. So I followed him in and he showed me his posters and certificates from work and such. Than he kissed me and it was amazing , I had been kissed before but never with such force and passion. We continued to kiss moving over to his bed, removing his sweater and. "Yeah and if we get sprung, who gets the shit beat out of them then?" I said "I know that my old man thinks the sun shines out of the bastard's arse" Wait on a bit" Joey replied, "If we have a good plan and go about this carefully we might just be able to pull it off" "I know what I would like to pull off" said Jimmy "I'd like to permanently pull his cock and balls off." "You mean castrate the bastard Jimmy?" asked Joey in disbelief."Before we go poo hooing Jimmy's idea, lets work out a rough. But...”“ ... but that is different, or so you have been led to believe. In fact some Hollywood movies are structured on such a premise, even if they are all so cliche and forgettable that they have fled my memory. Now, it is true that biology plays a part. I can no longer bring forth a child from this divine act. On the other hand, the Patron, who is rather older than me ... let us say more than a decade ... has women coming to him regularly in hopes of making this one another uncle. Sometimes. Every time I was fortunate enough to see a skimpy-dressed girl – rare though it was, and rarely that skimpy in those days – I could think of nothing else but find a way to look at Her until sex-pleasure was mine, often with some assistance but occasionally hands-free. Apart from all my mags, this was the main way I got my sex pleasure, and always best seeing girls for real. I never expected to see, in public or anywhere, a girl as sexy-dressed as this though, and the delay in getting a good.