I did know a few other boys, but I stayed closer to Myron, Chuckie, and Jason because hanging out with them was fun. Plus, Jason was the Leader of the...W.S.A. a club that only had 6 members when I first heard of it. I asked the twins what WSA stood for and they said that it was a secret and that I would eventually find out, or not? You couldn't ask to join the club, they said. You'll become a member without even knowing it, or not? It was the "Or not" part that confused me, but I just decided to. Sure I slip them a few bucks from time to time ... fuck.Deny, deny, deny.Buster brought BJ into play last August. School was out for the summer and I’d tasked him and his bicycle with following a garbage truck. Yes, garbage truck. A Raytown attorney had called me in. I’d been recommended by Bulldog Bannerman’s driver / bodyguard, Emile Chanson.So, the attorney was immediately suspect to me. Emile has a murky background and any friend of his... But my crack research firm, Sullivan & Sullivan,. But this was different. I could feel his walls crumbling as his breath wafted across my cheek and I felt our tongues sliding in and out of each other’s mouths, our lips passionately creating an ebb and flow of red blooded fervor.I reflexively wrapped my right hand around the side of his neck at the base of his chin, pulling him closer as he let out a soft sigh through his nose. I felt him place his left hand on my chest before sliding it around to my side, letting his hand wander all over my. Yeah, Brad said, as they got to the stairwell. Do you have any drinks there? Alex asked. Yeah I should, Brad replied. They got to the lobby and walked out of the stairwell, and then out of the building. It was a short walk to Brads car, a blue Mitsubishi Eclipse. Brad hit the button on his keypad, unlocking the doors. The two got in the car and Brad drove out of the parking lot. Brads Frat house was on the other side of campus and a good distance away. How were your classes today? Alex.