“Sure, yeah.”I’m sure he thought he’d sound more dominating.“Yeah?” I ask. “That’s all you can say?”“No,” he says.“You’re le...ting me down, honey badger,” I say.He shoves me back. My head hits the mirror and my lips twitch. I smile behind the paper bag.He’d probably grab my hair if he was actually looking me in the face, but Kate Middleton’s hair is too perfect, so he grips my wrists instead. It’s sexy, the way his fingers tighten and his frustration cuts off my circulation. His groan meshes. What could he do? One had to believe official documents He tensed for a moment as he heard the phone being lifted back from the desk again."Monsieur?" the accented voice came back."Yes, I am here," Kevin replied."We have the number. It is for a Mrs. Kevin Taylor of the United States. No?" Yes, it is," Kevin answered surprised. "What is listed as the cause of death?" It is accidental drowning, Monsieur. A sad case. We do not like to lose tourists. It is bad publicity for our city and France is. It was a lie. I thought about sex with the other boys in my class a lot, especially Cormac. "Why?" I asked, getting a little excited. "I dunno" he replied, "I'd just like to see what its like" I tried to hide my boner which isn't too hard at eleven when my cock was only four inches. "I have an idea" I began, "if you come down to my house, I can show you some videos on my computer". "You can show me here if you like" said Cormac motioning towards the computer across the room. He got up and. ***Alex was sitting on the couch when he heard a knock on the door. He got up and opened the door, to find a man standing there. "Can I help you", Alex asked, the man surprised at seeing Alex. "Um, I'm Mike, Polly's neighbor. The mailman left her package at my house by mistake", Mike said, seeming nervous."He did, huh", Alex said, taking the plain brown box from the man. "You didn't by any chance take the package so you would have an excuse to come over here, did you", Alex asked with a smile..