M. I walked through the door, and sure enough, there was Monica working behind the counter. She had her head down engaged in something, but when she l...oked up, the look on her face was one of sheer shock. ‘Dorian? How’d you find me here?’ I said nothing, just made sure that no one was looking, then tossed her the small bottle. She emptily examined the bottle, then asked, ‘What are you doing here?’ ‘Looking for you. I don’t know what it is, but I like you. Too much to let you go.’ ‘I don’t. We ran to the front door and saw the crowd coming. We could see them waving guns, mostly pistols, but there were a few rifles and shotguns. We could also hear the shouting, but it was really not possible to make out individual words. The actions of the crowd made it obvious that this gang meant to do as much harm as it could, and that included killing every one who opposed them.The front doors were the usual tempered glass that the fire code required, so that it was easy to see through them.. Jimmy's dick jumped when he watched them walk towards thecenter of the camp, stop to look at the boys playing the game, theboys having sex, and then the sleeping boys.None of the boys looked older than six. They were much smallerthan any of the other boys that he had seen on the island. Betweentheir legs rested tiny, acorn-like, penises and testicles. Jimmy wasnot sure just how old those boys were, but he was certain thatthey were no more than toddlers.When he looked towards his lover again. But I’m here for you.”“Don’t you get it?” he interjects, leaning forward in his chair. “You deserve more, Nita. More than I can give you.”“You claim you don’t want pity, yet here you are; putting it all on yourself.”“I know what I am!” he growls, and I shut my mouth like a timid mouse. We have yet to actually fight about this, but it’s happening now. Months worth of eggshell laden conversation spilling out of us.“What happened - it’s done, and neither of us can change it. You shouldn’t be.