My real love though is baseball.) I really enjoyed the three of us just hanging out together. Then the big day arrived. Saturday! I watched in my roo... most of the morning as Josh and some old guy, fought in his back yard. The old guy must be a karate master or something, because Josh and the old guy fought for over two hours. That must be how he was able to defeat Mark so easily. I even saw Josh knock a small tree over… It must have been old and dieing or something. Afterward Josh went inside,. Names, characters, places, and incidentseither are the products of the author's imagination or are usedfictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead,businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.Chapter ThreeI have a confession to make. I have never tried to completely destroy aperson before. I wasn't a bully at school and I have seen the damagethat bullies can do to, not just their victims, but their whole familyas well. Yet here I was, contemplating. I’m just so thoroughly depraved at this point that I have no moral compass left, I guess.’ I don’t know if he was hoping I’d reassure him that he did, in fact, have a moral compass. Fairly obviously, actually – one prone to frequent agonizing. Instead, I just asked another question. ‘And what about the ones who just didn’t try at all?’ ‘Well,’ he said, with an air of authority, ‘there’s a level of cluelessness among the rich that is really special. I think what happens a lot of the time is a. I climbed the last few stairs to his apartment, and stood outside the door. The scent from the flowers was intoxicating, or was it that my own senses were heightened by just being here?I pressed the door bell and was listening to its melodic chime when the door opened, and suddenly we were confronting each other.'OMG', he exclaimed as his eyes caressed my body, 'I don't recognise you', he continued as I pressed up against him, my mind and body trying to feel if his cock was as excited.This.