I parked in back, keyed in my code at the back door and made my past the cells. They were all empty as usual. The air-conditioner was working overtime...to get the temperature down to a more comfortable 80. I went into the office and secured my weapon before going back to one of the cells, turned off the lights, stripped, and then collapsed on top of a bunk. I turned over on my back and thought about perhaps taking this weekend plus a few days and going up on the mountain. Did I want to invite. "I don't you falling asleep on me just yet" saying so as I stare back at him. He didn't move, didn't reply. Instead he unbuttoned his pants. "Only a hand job. I'll still fall asleep though, but I want to fall asleep with you in my arms." He gave me a smile, perfect white teeth. He kissed me, and gestured me to put my hand on him. My hand must have been cold when I touched his dick, cause he gave out a little grunt once we had contact. He was a fair size, a good 7 or 8 inches. All that felt. It’s not as if the others are any better though. If I didn’t already do most of the shopping, either we’d all starve or they would eat all my food. The only redeeming point these five overgrown boys have is that they do pay for all the groceries. I don’t pay for any of it, so I can’t complain too much. * * * * * I wake early the next morning to a large hulking teddy bear of a man bearing the name of Joe. He is towering over my bed, his big blue eyes mournfully eyeing me as I drift along in. I did see a few people come and go but never the owner. I was always early when I knocked. I decided to leave a note on the front door. I reached into my pocket to pull out a piece of scratch paper. I wrote on it and stuck it on the door. I came back the next day to find no note. I did not find any money or anybody home. I shook my head as I rode my bike home. I got up early on Saturday. I wanted to get my paper route done quickly. I took a long shower. I shaved some hair on my body. Im not a.