However, not all hope was lost, for there was a continent which took no part in this mindless slaughter of the innocent, a continent who took no side ...n this war and now welcomed every single person that fled from the bombs and artillery flying over their head.We now turn our heads to Damian Black, or Ian as his friends called him, friends whom he left behind, probably to their deaths. Damian and his mother Evelynn were allowed by the authorities to flee as Damien’s father was a former. A few weeks ago, she told me that one of her clients wanted to give it a try. When I asked about him, she described a 40 year old “hunk” named Roger with a great body and friendly personality. I told her to set it up.I went with her to his apartment feeling rather nervous. It was Friday night at 8:00 o’clock. He let us in and we had some informal conversation to break the ice. Roger was about 5’ 9”, 180 pounds, brown hair, and a short beard. Helen doesn’t have a massage table so he went into. When my buddy Roger noticed me in the pool he swam over and we talked a bit while his brother made a couple more dives. On his last dive I noticed he had a pretty good bulge in his trunks. He swam over to us and Roger introduced him to me. His name was Dale and he had just had a birthday a few weeks ago and was now 15, but he looked several years older. We talked a while then finished our swim and headed to the shower room. Roger and I got to the showers ahead of Dale, and were soaped up when. Hell see my underwear, I whispered. She placed her hand on my back and pushed me back down onto the bed. Shh, sweetie. Its okay. He just wants to rub your back. Lay still. Then she continued pulling the blanket down until I felt it stop on the back of my knees. I hoped my t-shirt was covering my panties. I was embarrassed because they had the Little Mermaid on them and I didnt want Brian to think I was a little kid. Mommys panties were all solid colors and lacey. They never had cartoon.