"Once that is completed, then we will discussthe rules for the remainder of your time with me." He raised his eyes tolook at me quickly and then lowe...ed his eyes."You want to know how long you will be mine?" I asked, rubbing my handsover his body again."Sir," he started and then paused."Speak, boy," I demanded."Sir, how long, I mean, what happens after, I mean ..." he foundered."How long will you be mine? What happens when I am done with you? Whatwill you be like? Why would I let you go? Why. As most families do that are from a small town or who live out in the county, we all lived near each other. Mom’s mother was married early and had had all of her first three children by the time she was 18. Aunt Barbara was unplanned and was born when my grand mother had just turned 40. I came along ten years later after and Barbara took to me right off. She didn’t get along too well with my sister Sharon seeing that Barbara was more of a tomb boy and Sharon was more of the Princess type. When. That it was my buddy Al from work. I picked up and Al's cheerful voice asked what I was up to. I told him nothing, as usual. He asked if I wanted some company. He said he would bring the beer and a movie. Of course I said yes. I was broke and it sounded like a perfect idea. A little history is needed here. Al and I had discovered we were both bi and deeply closeted through a men's hook up app we both used at the time. It was a very fortuitous discovery. We had managed to get together to play. They made a deal, paid half up front and Aaron went to work. He was quickly able to assess the girl, Victoria, was taken against her will.Some weeks later, Aaron received a vision. It was blurry and inconcise, but one thing got through: St. Athora. Researching the name got Aaron nothing in the way of an identity of this supposed saint. He did however find a mental asylum with the same name, a half hour drive away.Not wanting to disappoint Victoria's parents with false hope, Aaron decided to.