"A simple ring?" He took it out of the box and was surprised at how heavy it was for its size. The only decoration on it was a stylized letter 'C' ins...de the band, which he felt grateful for. It must have been an heirloom since it had signs of worn. Still, at least it fits his name. When he slipped the ring on his ring finger, it started to get warm. "Could have had a gold ring, at least."Written on the paper was a letter from her father. "Old man, you could have told me this before I left.". He was too much of a gentleman. But since wehad waited ten years, I guessed we could wait a fewmore hours. At least until they freshened the room.Ten years we wasted. Afraid to tell each other thewonderful truth. Content with a sad lie.But that was the past.Bill had a car and he took me to a lovely spotoverlooking the ocean. We talked and kissed and talkedsome more. He praised my beauty and sweetness .And he begged for my forgiveness for not connectingwith me earlier.There was my answer. Bill. After she had said this she giggled before taking my hand and leading me to a small room near by.Once we were inside the room she got me to sit on the table inside and unzipped my trousers.When she saw how big my cock was she gasped saying,"bloody hell mate.I have never seen anything so damn big.My husbands is certainly nowhere near as big".At this she grabbed my cock and began slowly wanking it before flicking her tongue over the tip of my cock.This was a massive turn on and i was pretty. As he expected, they started him out in little jobs, until he could prove he was useful to them. He knew right away that he was very expendable, especially when another boy his own age had failed to do what they wanted, was shot to death, and left in the streets, as a reminder to everyone else the consequences of failure. With that embedded into his brain, he made absolutely sure he didn’t fail, even if it meant killing someone else. Better them than him. He slowly, but surely, worked his way.