After I was born my dad set up a small company and developed it into a multi-crore empire now and he considers me as his good luck.Now we live in a hu...e mansion with several maids to work for us and several cars at our disposal. In spite of all this and his busy schedule my dad has always remained the same.Earlier he used come in Maruti 800 to drop me and pick me from school when i was in kindergarten now he uses a merc instead.He still makes sure he spends the Sunday with me and he himself. He looked at me and smiled.“I admire you Patrick”“Oh why?” I was surprised. “you are living your life as an openly gay man, I admire that in my day people hid that sort of thing, even got married to hide the fact they were into dudes.”“well I could never lie”“good for you, cheers” he took another sip. “do you have a boyfriend?”“no”“ever actually been with a man?”“oh hell yes. Three actually”“all your age?”“yes”“then they weren’t men they were boys, when was your first?”I was feeling a little. She replies saying it's great and that it was good to be doing squats and deadlifts etc again. Then tells me that she was hit on by a Pakistani guy. I shrug it off saying it's creepy to do in a gym. Bearing in mind the town she moved to has a large Asian community and large Mosque. A community which she happened to live right alongside.Over the next few weeks each time her going to the gym is brought up in conversation she tells me that yet another guy has hit on her at the gym. She makes it. "I'm not spending another minute in this house with my nephews until you catch the person shooting at me. "Mary, how am I supposed to find him in the dark? As soon as it's light I'll look around." That's not good enough!" She looked at me, "Take me to town with the boys. I'm staying at the hotel until you find out what's going on." Mary!" I protested.Mary started sobbing, "David, I love you but I'm scared. Just take me to town!"Reluctantly I had Steve bring the boys over. They were more excited.