’ ‘And how long have you been here?’ ‘In this facility, about fifty years. I was captured in 1932 and I’ve been handed down through many gen...rations.’ ‘Do you want to die, Mr. Roballo?’ The leathery head hung, the greasy hair covering the damaged face. ‘I’d like that more than anything but I know that I’d probably go to hell.’ ‘It’s never too late to confess your sins, Mr. Roballo. A priest could give you a confession.’ ‘Then would you kill me?’ Sammi shivered at the desperation in his voice.. The Order minders continued to holler and rummage through the forest, grossly underestimating the boys' gift for stealth. Now completely untethered out of sight, Lief and Darras laughed wildly and ran at top speed with bows and arrows tightly secured to their backs.Lief was agile, slim and tall. His limbs were finely formed and delicate yellow blonde hair fell constantly into his eyes. Darras' height matched Lief’s but that was where their similarities ended, for Darras possessed a form thick. Damola came out with her usual cheerfulness, I greeted her and we chatted a little, she asked for food for me against all my protests, she wanted a new family portrait she can put in her husband’s office, am guessing he doesn’t have a choice in the matter, she brought a couple pictures and we started going through them.2 hours in, we were still deciding and changing her mind, after a while she stopped like she remembered something and dashed in, she came back with a picture they took on their. You were counting on my worked up desire and love for cunnilingus to tantalize and tempt me. Where was I? Suddenly, the whole evening seemed silly to you. Your face turns bright crimson. After all your preparations, maybe I didn’t like the scenario you had built. Maybe you had botched your attempt to guess at a fantasy I would enjoy. You had opened yourself for me, exposed yourself in front of my face. Was I disgusted? Could you have failed to lure me into your snare? Had you just set yourself.