We’d sat side by side on a settee in his sitting room, while he showed me album after album of prints. The albums had started with landscapes and go...e to interesting studies of Moroccan men and women and animals, progressing to Moroccan boys and then to Moroccan boys undressed, and ultimately to Moroccan boys being fucked by older men. As we progressed through the latter, he hugged me and kissed me. He fondled and slowly undressed me. He stroked me off with his hand, upon which he nudged me. I took the turn. It was muddy road. Driving through it was also a new experience. The mud, dirt keep splashing out off the tyers.It took me to a graveyard. The gate was closed. I looked around. The night, the fog and dirt of tyers made the sence unvisible. I thought of going back. reversing the car. But I heard a wisper, ‘NiiiiiikkkkkSSSSSS’, my name in the air. ‘What the hell am I doing?’ I opened the door. Cut off the engine and exicted the car. Without any blink of the eyes, the gate of. Although I was relieved that I made it through one of the longest nights of my life, I was exhausted. I got up and went to meet my mom in the kitchen. I turned the corner out of my room and I saw my mom in the same robe I had seen her in last night as she was pleasuring herself. My cock started to twitch and I couldn’t believe this was happening again. Then she opened the door to the refrigerator and bent down to grab the orange juice. Why did the juice have to be on the bottom shelf? As she. A pair of jeans and a shirt. Nurse Jones suggested your size.”“Thank you, Ben. Where are we going for dinner?”“Oh, there’s this very exclusive and romantic place…the hospital cafeteria. I’ve a good friend who runs it and he helped me out.”They got to the cafeteria and in a section in the back, was a table for two. “You aren’t on a restricted diet, so you can have anything, no alcohol is served but the coffee is surprisingly good.”This is a great dinner and Ben’s on the dreamy doctor side but.