Thank You, S.S.*****The bright sun was shinning through the bedroom windows as Angel started to stir. As the light shinned into her eyes Angel moaned...her objection to getting out of bed, but she had to. Something is wrong with this picture. Not yet awake, but she knew that there was something different.Calling out, “Master” Her arm swept along the bed on his side. Eyes fully open! Master is not here. Calling again, “Master, where are you?” She realized that she was not bound to the bed. She was wearing jeans, a loose, baggy t-shirt and flat-heeledsandals. She was with this young guy, some college kid I think, good-looking. She was laughing at something. She looked happy. I can't gether out of my head.Thursday I bumped into Jerry for I think the first time in a week orsomething, just going into the office. I felt like punching his lightsout, which makes no sense at all no matter how you look at it. But Icouldn't help feeling he must have been involved somehow. Instead. My neighbour is a 47 year old stocky black man who was about 6'4! My wife is 5'1 & perite! my wife had come out to hang the washing up and I noticed that he was starring at her! At first I was annoyed but the more he looked the more I liked the idea! He was talking to me but followed my wife's tight arse in her jeans as she walked past! I asked him what he was starring at and he flinched and said sorry he didn't mean to stare. I said its fine and asked what he thought of her? He replied "you. And maybe I should have asked a different way.” Then his hands were on my head and he forced me to look him in the eye, “Adam, do you like girls too?” Well, I did. Maybe not quite as well as I liked other boys, but once in a while I thought about girls when I masturbated. “I think so,” I responded, between sobs. “But, you like boys too?” I didn’t speak, but nodded. My dad exhaled deeply and I could see relief on his face. “Have you ever done anything with a girl.” I shook my head to.