The sword halted in its path. The raider looked towards the source, and smiled. He sheathed his sword and stepped towards him. ‘What do you have, g...andpa, that is worth this boy’s life? A play? An operetta?’ His hands shaking, the old man reached into his coat, and pulled out a thick stack of papers, yellowed with age, wrapped in twine. Across the front page, handwritten in dark ink, were the words, ‘The Tragedy of Pyrrhus.’ ‘It’s my novel,’ he admitted sadly. ‘I’ve been writing it for years.. So.. I get inside his van. he has a couch pulled out, and dark curtains over all the windows. he pulls a curtain across the front windshield.. then grabs a handful of magazines from under the couch. he sits down next to me, hands me one, and the first page was HOT!!! I had never seen a mans hard on before! the picture was a man holding his huge cock! then next couple of pages a woman held it, sucked it.. then the CUM SHOT! I was HOT and EXCITED looking at these. I never ever seen a woman's. Ellis came back to the living room first. Her hair was wet and hanging down to her titties. I was sitting in a big easy-chair and she was smiling as she stopped in front of me. She put her knees on either side of my legs and slid up to rub her titties all over my face.“I want to sit astraddle your cock, with it between my buttocks. Don’t fuck my butt! Just let your cock slide past my butthole like you did earlier, until I get so horny for your cock, I take you in my pussy again.”“You’re playing. But, I had seen him kiss her, and kiss her like a lover. And I had seen him nuzzle her neck. And I saw him receive advances from her. I left them before they left the pub. Who knows where they went after they had been there? No. That sort of thinking will take me from my purpose. It was very important to focus on what I actually knew and not muddle it all with different ideas about what he gets up to when I am not looking. I had to stick to what’s so. What I knew for sure was that Peter was.