He looked familiar. He was possibly one of my interrogators. I admitted to myself that I hadn’t been paying the best attention to my surroundings af...er twenty plus hours without sleep, following a very long day.“Jason Blakely?”“Yes?” I sat on the floor, the bed had long since broken and no one had replaced it. Just left me with a personal sized three-inch thick mattress, two blankets and a pillow.My visitor was a late sixties, early seventies black man, bald and growing a beer gut, which. He then started undressing me. Once I was naked he undressed himself then sat down again. He slowly looked down the length of my shortened torso. I’d never thought of myself as sexual in anyway but I knew I felt very uncomfortable. He got down to the small patch of fluffy pubic hair and stared before a big smile spread across his face. I knew there was nothing I could do to stop him doing whatever he wanted to me. He started kissing me hard on the lips. I didn’t know what to do so I just lay. It was *exactly* like the funny little stepKevin always did.She turned and looked at him and realized he was moving justlike Kevin. A lot of his behavior was just like Kevin's. ButKevin had no brothers that she was aware of."How--" she started to say, and it spilled out of her."Kevin."He stopped and looked at her. "What?" You. You're Kevin." She wasn't making sense. She was justblurting it out in hopes that the puzzle would somehow pieceitself together. "You're Kevin. I don't understand it, but. Arthur threw his hands into the air. He didn’t want hurt either woman’s feelings. He just desperately needed to get layed. But it was clear he had to make a decision. “I don’t know? Um ... Rachel. I pick Rachel.”Xena’s face softened first. “Well, like if that’s the case I better warm her up for you.”The two blondes kissed passionately. Their eyes on Arthur as they made out.Arthur sat down on his couch. His cock begging for attention. He stroked it a few times. Careful not to over excite it.The.