“My name is Alexander. You will address me by that name throughout our discussions. Do you understand?” Amy nodded, then quickly added, “Yes, Al...xander.”“Very good,” he replied. “We left off with a clean up matter from yesterday that we will address at the end of our conversation today. We will begin now.”“What is your name?””Prisoner 497654N, Alexander.” Amy replied.Alexander reached across the table and emptied the contents of Amy’s purse on the table. A wallet, lipstick, eyeliner, tissues,. Yes, I'm hard all the time, but what I really mean is that 'soon' just isn't in a fifteen-year old guy's sexual vocabulary. The word, 'now, ' is but not, 'soon.'Not much happened the day after her birthday, the parents were around and there just wasn't any opportunity.So, after I went to bed, I was jacking-off for the second time (I'm fifteen, remember?), when I sensed that my door was slowly swinging open and soon, I heard, "Brad, are you awake?"I knew it was Jenn and answered her that I was,. One would think ... with mom and her collecting ... I mean, she collects yellow rubber ducks, fer god's sake!Gary explained, "Black powder single shot flintlock hand weapon ... antiques ... very accurate ... exchange of shots to settle honor ... modern medicine to keep the wounded alive ... generally. Dead or survive. Nice and painful ... excellent lesson IF they had fired at each other." Who has them?" The curio curiosity bent raises it's head."I do. I collect," explained the poor sap."Show. His hands made for my neck Nah! the guard shouted Dont start, Ill get the blame, remember? You daft sod and his hands went back to my hips as he laughed to himself as he grunted away, fucking my tight hole raw, it was painful but pleasurable beyond belief. His groin then pressed firmly to me and his dick was inside me as far as it could go. He started to rock on my arse rather than thrusting at me and I moaned and writhed in pure ecstacy under him, ignoring the stone cold floor and revelling in.