“Movie,” I blurted. “We need a distraction.”“You ARE a distraction,” was his reply.And I’m very happy with that.We slowed down for a whi...e, talked about the L-word we’d said to each other, then we read and watched TV, stopping to do just enough kissing to keep the glow going without letting it break into a full-blown conflagration.A commercial break interrupted the movie. I put my book down.“I’m about to be kissed, ain’t I?” he asked with a grin.“If you can stand it.”We started kissing. I. As far as MI5 could tell, a small army had descended on the townhouse while we were eating dinner with Lars. The investigators had over twenty unknown, fresh fingerprints that did not match anyone who had been in the house in the last couple of weeks. The house was trashed and there were bullet holes everywhere, evidence that a prolonged gunfight took place, matching what some of the neighbors heard and saw shortly before we got home that night. There were blood smears indicating multiple. It just wasn’t cool ... and the best way he knew to escape pain was to have sex. Fucking, sucking, being fucked, being sucked, cumming and making others cum were his passion, his hobby, his obsession, his fascination, and ... he often felt it was even his calling. Clearly that’s what his virile 21-year old body and his long-time obsession with indulgent sex were meant for. Ryan “got the hang of things” in Europe, and began pursuing sex even more aggressively than ever before. Erotic conquests. He saved them for knick-knacks. Leo Coglan volunteered to go out and buy the paint, and we split up the remaining purchases among ourselves. We almost didn’t get it all done. The cigar boxes came in on Friday and we weren’t sure they would dry in time. We painted the sides of the boxes magenta and the folding lids gold.Sunday afternoon we all trooped back up to Kegs, making sure we got there early. We were kept waiting on the street until 2:00, at which point the door was opened and we were.