"It would be easier if I spoke Spanish."Rosa shook her head. "Uh uh. You know the rules. We can only speak English."She nodded wearily. "I know. I kno...."Carlos is going through the change." Puberty?!" Si, puberty. He had a wet dream last night." How do you know this.?" His mother called us. Just as she had been told to."Carlos was a year older than Rosa, and her best friend. He was in ninth grade, a year behind her. He often stayed after school, so Rosa could tutor him in math.Rosa imagined. You two sit down and eat and we’ll chat until you’re finished… OK?’ he said smoothly as he sat at the table with them. He kept their conversation light by talking about his grandson Tommy and how much he loved watching him with the other boys. Then he noticed a look that passed between Charlie and Lily as they were munching. He narrowed his eyes as he watched them and asked, ‘OK… what was with that look?’ Lily grinned widely and spoke before she thought because she couldn’t contain her. Women were drawn to him due to his looks and manner. Tall, well built, with brown hair and eyes, he’d talked his way into many a bed.He lacked nothing in confidence. A rugged individual capable of defending himself or hurting others if the need arose. With that said, one punch put him down, and the bastard controlled him with one hand. Slye had no latent homosexual interest. He tried to sleep, his ass throbbed, his body hurt. The man managed him and used him, like a dog humping a pillow.Even. After staring at her she asked did I want a cut - at that time was thinking of a fuck.Ah Ah yes but thought I had to make an appointment.'I was about to close up but think I could take one more" she said pointing to the chair.I sat down and she put the robe over my shoulders and my hands which were glued to the arms.She did some small chat but wasn't taking much notice just watching her in the mirror.She had finished and was combing my hair as she moved around the side of the chair she pressed.