.. defenses, whatever?”The old man shook his head. “Asleep ... on the couch...”“And someone broke in? Ben, we’ve got to get you out of here,...�� he said. He moved to put his arms under the old man, but he pushed him away and shook his head, weakly.“No,” he whispered.“Oh, so can you teleport? Do you have a broom around somewhere?” Cameron looked around the bathroom. Maybe Ben had come to this room for a reason.The old man put his hand on his arm. “My boy,” he said, “I am finished.”Cameron couldn’t. I was sat on my own in the relevant area for about a half hour, when another young man appeared, we got talking and he said he was 19, and did I know what reputation this area had, I said "No".He was telling me it was a local haunt of young gay men, "Really" I replied, "I better not stop long then" I replied, he said he wasn't gay either he just comes down to the area sometimes as he is somewhat curious, he hadn't had any experience but often wondered what all the fuss was about, I agreed, he. As she reached for her mobile phone, she heard a roaring engine approaching. She put on the car’s flashers, hoping someone would stop and help, though she did have an illegal can of pepper spray at hand in case there was trouble. A biker came into view. Cindy clutched the pepper spray, white knuckled. He pulled behind the van and stepped off his bike. Tall, with a powerful build, he wore a fitted black t-shirt, worn blue jeans, and boots. She jumped when he tapped on her window. ‘Do you need. She stood from the couch, extended her hand and led him upstairs to her bedroom.She stood facing him and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him on the lips; closed at first, then parting them, probing his mouth with her tongue. Her right hand slid from around his neck, and reached down below his waist, searching his crotch. Upon finding the place, she stroked and kneaded his pants until she discovered a rapidly swelling cock. Janet kissed him more deeply, and he could taste the wine on.