It was a releasing moment, for both of them. It wasn’t goodbye… it was a simple acknowledgement that the past was done and would truly become the ...ast once and for all. He nodded in his resolve. Then his eyes flickered to a little girl that appeared beside Anne and clung to her legs. He didn’t even have to ask to know who it was and tears sprang to his eyes, but they weren’t tears of pain. ‘I love you, Anne… I always will. …Thank you.’ Anne smiled gently and scooped down to pick up the little. Honestly, I really don’t want to see her. It’s complicated.”“You ducked out because you saw her?”“Sorry. I wanted to say something to you, but she was standing right next to you.”“All because you played chess?”“As I said, we have a history. It’s just better if I stay away from her.”“She’s a little sister, so she’ll be at all the parties. If that’s a problem, I guess you have to stay away. Sorry, man.”“It’s OK. Don’t worry about it.”After calculus and physics, it was time for lunch. Stephie was. I was fighting not to vomit, but the urge was so great and as he pulled his cock out of my throat, a good bit of fluid followed and covered the front of my chest.The man stood there looking at me for a bit while I gagged and tried to gain control of my stomach.“Let me see the phone, Boy, I’m going to send this video to me and some of my buddies. What’s the faggot’s phone number?”“No Robert, don’t give it to him.” He looked down at me and spit in my face.“Understand Faggot. I fucking own your. He was a very attractive young man.We had some drinks in the bar before dinner, and a bottle of wine with our meal, and I was realising that Greg's familiarity with me was growing. To be flirted with, by him, was making me have thoughts that fifty something women probably shouldn't.Our chat went on over coffee, and I suggested we take it into the hotel lounge. As I got up I realised how much I'd drunk. I stumbled a bit, but Greg grabbed my arm, and I felt the strength, and tautness of his well.