“I could, but that would be counterproductive. You would learn nothing,” the wind said. The mask again tilted in thought. His large finger stroked...her cheek. “I thought I would simply help you rest.”“I really cannae think of anything I want more’n a good night’s sleep,” she said with a half smile. “I’m so tired. I’m dreaming right now, and I’m still tired.”The skull mask nodded.”That, I can help with,” the Kestrel creaked.“What do I have tae do?” she asked.“Nothing,” distant thunder spoke. Then. ..I had done that before with boys my own age in high school and later as a young man...but he was different. He knew the secret arts of homosexual lusts and love.He laid back on a stack of pillows and let his robe drop to the floor. His throbbing cock lay against him. I crawled into bed beside him and lay down in his arms. He was so strong and sure. I trembled as I was close to him and raised myself over him. I sweetly kissed him and felt his hand slide down to my ass. He rubbed it and I felt. I told poker face and he all but shit himself with excitement, mental note to self inform friend of upcoming events 5 minutes before they start. We sat talking on the Monday evening and he asked me how much the cameras cost and could he get his house done, I said what it cost me, and that I didn't think it a good idea he got it done because of the k**s, after thinking about it he agreed , but later said to me what about if he puts a couple of cameras in our bedroom, if I am going to look at. “Breakfast is over.” He grins. “But come with me, I had Abby make you a fruit platter.”She groans looking longingly towards the stocked kitchen, but dutifully follows. As promised, there is a small bowl of fruit, a slice of salted rosemary toast, a small glass of water, and her morning vitamin pill. She devours it as they sit.“I am looking forward to having some friends over tonight. Not a party, just a few friends to sit and chat about life and philosophy. I would like for you to join us.”“Uh.