You’re going to get killed.”“I can take care of myself. Besides, I’ve been shaving for eight years now.”Tim looked at him like he was crazy....That little runt thought he could take care of himself. Man, did he have a world of hurt coming his way to educate him otherwise. “You can’t be more than 20 years old.”“I’m 23.”“Maybe I ought to put you out of your misery now and be done with it.”“We’re wasting good fishing time. Let’s get the boat in the water and go fishing.”“You’re absolutely. He was naked and jacking as usual... He said what the fuck are you doing? I said I was just fooling around sorry... he said you were spying on me you sick fucker. I did not say anything I just said sorry I won't do it again. He said I'm telling mom when she gets home, she will be pissed. Then he said you do something for me and I won't tell, I said what? He said come over here, I got up and went over to his bed, my eyes glued on his cock but still trying to pay attention. He said see this. Variety can be quite enjoyable.““I can imagine,” I added somewhat bemused..“You must be very good friends to be able to accept the fact one woman's husband can have sex with another man's wife, and nobody cares.”“Oh, we care and make sure that what we do together is basically just sex – nothing more serious. It’s fun and it's nice to be with somebody else for a change. Nothing is done in private and probably in full view of anybody that happens to be there. Everybody has seen it and been seen. "Get it out. Let me see if I can see the shooter in the factory doorway with it." You know how to use it?"I nodded my head, "Marine, Desert Storm."He opened his trunk and handed me the MP-417 then automatically handed me two magazines. Not really thinking about it, I slid the clip home, put a round in the chamber and checked the safety position. Using his car to stabilize the rifle I sighted through the scope at the front door. I flipped the low light magnification on but the scope glared at me.