The white at his temples was astonishingly attractive. As he gave me a tour of the house, the guests began arriving, and the introductions became so f...equent as to confuse the remnants of my memories of the rest of that night. The Blanche Christmas party, though, is not a stuffy get-together of up-turned noses. I had the time of my life. The food was delectable, the guests always observed old-fashioned Southern gentiality, and the entertainment was top-notch! In times of tacky and. . and then I couldn’t get back. It was horrible. I fought so hard...”‘It was so long ago, so very long ago ... I was so alone ... so hungry ... so certain you’d forgotten me... ‘Beth lay back, her facial features too slack and unanimated to be pretty. Her primary emotion was one of numbness, an emotion one could experience after having lost too many times. Her mind was stretched across an extra several thousand years of incredible loneliness between the ‘before’ and ‘after’ events that were. . very well... and he seems to enjoy to see me.I give him a grin and ask if he wants to invite me for breakfast, looking greedy at the fresh coffee in his machine and the donuts."Sure", he says, and turns into my direction, leaning back at the side door. Guido like me to be naked but seldom wants more than a BJ. I am always amused to see this boy in his wired shorts in combination with his huge dick.I quickly slide out of my pants, slip and shirt, leaving on just my sneakers. Then I kneel down. Three boys had surrounded him. They were kids Casey had never seenbefore, probably kids from another school district that was merged inthis year. Each boy was bigger than him but that wasn't saying much.The grins on their faces made it seem like Casey could be in for sometrouble if he didn't do something."What are you? Some sort of fag?" The lead boy taunted.Three versus one would mean this could be over before he could shout forhelp but Casey had been in situations like this before and his.