Tell you what, I'll buy you a pack if you wish to answer some questions for me...' He took a few steps and turned saying '...what type of questions, i... you don't like my answers do I still get the cigs....' I smiled and answered '... come, I'm parked over there, we can ride to the store and I'll give you the money to buy the gigs as we cover what it is I am seeking. My names David by the way...' He answered '...My name is Steve, don't call me Stevie...' He looked to the area I was pointing and. WhileJohn was at his most vulnerable, Carl stepped up close to him. Thebigger man looked down at his victim.Carl said, "So what are we going to do to test you... Jemma? I'mguessing that you have a stash of sissy porn on the computer." BeforeJohn could formulate an evasive answer, Carl barked, "Don't you?" Well," John whimpered, "kind of." Then let's have a look at it, girl."They followed the mortified husband to the computer. John sat in frontof the screen. He already had it on and the. To James, the affection showed him by the small child vindicated his innocence of all of what others had accused him. He cemented the conversation at the table into his memory. What he said was true, he enjoyed exercising his math skills with his able student, and he liked Raymond and his family. He hadn’t told it all, though, because he knew that they would never understand him. ‘If I ever become a good person, I’ll owe it to Raymond,’ he said out loud to…himself…or perhaps, to Someone else. . Once upon a time it had been quite a small room, when the king had only a few daughters, but, as the numbers increased, so walls were knocked down and the room enlarged. Every time another daughter was added to the collection, their father would implore them to move to separate chambers. And every time he would meet with the same response. They loved their room. They didn't want to move. They liked being together. Please, Daddy, please don't make us move. For the sake of peace he would let the.