"Very cute" Adrian mused to himself. "How are you enjoying the morning paper" the boy asked Adrian? "I do so like a man reading the newspaper.. such ... mature look" and touched the handsome man's arm lightly. As he sat down he crossed his slim legs and Adrian noticed the slim but nicely formed strong thighs as he did so. "Have you ordered breakfast yet" Joie asked. "I am famished as I just swam for an hour and haven't had time to eat. A growing boy needs his nourishment for the busy day I have. It?”“I’m s-sorry.” He whimpered. “I w-was m-m-mad at y-ou a-and a-at C-C-Connor a-and I just… w-wanted to fuck h-him s-so b-bad.”I actually felt sorry for the little shit and I said, “Look, I know you were mad, but you had no right to come into MY room, make MY Connor have sex with you. Let him go, Ben.”He started crying even harder and I knew this wasn’t going to end anytime soon so I sat down on his bed with him and wrapped my arms around him. After a while, he stopped crying finally and he. She got on her knees, thrust her chest forward and brazenly pulled her top open. The stranger immediately starting taking shots and she pouted and smouldered at the lens. Next she turned round and showed him her ass and slowly as the camera rolled she parted her legs just a little, so he could see the edge of her wet cunt. As she rolled over onto her back again he was frowning looking at the pictures on the camera viewing screen. She asked what was wrong and he told her although she was cute. He was dressed in a winter jacket and jeans, a ballcap, and had an earnest expression on his wary face as he flicked his gaze between her eyes and the barrel of her weapon. He didn't look threatening; his rifle was a bolt, not big on cycle rate or capacity, so he wasn't there to make overt war. Her eyes lingered on his sheathed blade. Covert action, however…"The projection screen has a room or two on the ground floor. Sleep there if you want. We'll be watching."Charles nodded, "Thank you.