I said “Yes” out loud but inside I was saying, “I had the best fucking time a fifteen-year-old boy could ever have.”That evening I got more pi...tures from camp, Mrs. Turner asked me to mow her lawn the next day, and Mom looked even more sexy than usual. I thought that it was my imagination.+++++Mom woke me up early so that I could mow Mrs. Turner’s lawn before it got too hot. I had a hard-on as usual and it was like a tent pole under the sheet. I had started sleeping naked some time ago and Mom. She wasn't there.Sir Patrick and Gerry peered at the muddle. Furniture was upturned, drawers had been ransacked, papers were strewn everywhere."It looks like there's been some sort of fight," Gerry said."A perceptive remark, Mr Daniels. I can only assume that you gained your degree at the University of the Bleeding Obvious." Sir Patrick scowled over his gold half rimmed spectacles as he contemplated the scene.On one side of the room an upturned chair lay on the floor. Strips of tape wrapped. "I don't need an escort to the bathroom," she said as she stepped into her shorts and pulled them up.I slid out of the sleeping bag and found my own shorts. "You're not the only one with a bladder you know."Darlene giggled and nodded. We walked to the restroom building and went to our separate sides. I could have gone with her, or guided her into the men's room, but basically I had no desire to see her pee. I used to read a lot of stories on SOL and ASSTR, but now I just read a few from my. Keep him from doing the job he wants to do and then lure him out so we can get him to make a mistake that will kill his career. When the FBI put him out in the wind Guy won’t have anything to worry about when it comes to Dylan Bradley,” I explain and she shakes her head. “Except it makes him more dangerous. Right now he is in a situation where he has to use the law and procedure to do what he wants ergo if he comes after Guy and the business he will be predictable and other contacts Guy has can.