Hope went out and got in her car. Pamela was sitting in the passenger’s side of the car and was watching as Curt got in the driver’s seat. Juliann... and Peter never got out of their car. Once Rick came back out Curt started his car and drove out of the parking lot. As they pulled out behind every one Rick looked over at Hope. ‘Hope when did you and Curt have sex?’ ‘What?’ ‘I was just asking.’ ‘What the hell are you talking about?’ ‘It was awhile ago wasn’t it?’ ‘It was a long long time ago.’. I am..." I stuttered feeling nervous like someone on their first date."I'm Tyson" he introduced himself and showed me in.As we entered the room, there was another black man smoking his cigarette sitting on the sofa. The motel room was pretty shady and old. The carpet was dark maroon but discoloured, tired, stains of spills everywhere, the room stank with mixture of damp, cigarette and I had to admit it does smell a bit like sex. The wallpaper had started to peeled off due to time, old dusty. Luckily for us, the main opposition in Oregon was a small collection of eastern counties controlled by extreme survivalists. We had a tacit alliance with the various reservations of the province’s First Nations, who now grasped that we offered a better chance at avoiding a genocidal crusade by far-right extremists. We were a far superior alternative, even if they didn’t quite trust me, since I was a white politician. At least Haven didn’t tend to launch raids on their territories as the local. Hiding behind some bushes, I once again wonder why I bring myself in these types of situations. Following my very kinky and extreme night in a dark cellar of the local leather gay club, I was contacted by one of the gay masters from the club, who seemed to know who I was. An E-mail sent to me suggested that I should proceed to visit a certain part of the forests surrounding our semi-large city. This is a part of the woods notorious in the public for secret gay encounters.I was to be there,.