Federico was actually a bit of a poet in his very early manhood. Sonnets seemed to pour out of his chest at any given moment, praising beauty and hors...es and the sky and his empty wine glass. But then he decided one day to become a landscape gardener. So, he drew the most exquisite baroque garden landscapes and got commissions among the wealthy. The all wished for bushes cut like hearts and fountains with happy spurting dolphins and so on. Federico went along and was simply over the moon with. "I won't even leave this bed, but I'm begging you, Anders, for the sake of my sanity, if you truly love me, please do this for me. You don't know how painful it is to be completely helpless. To not even be able to move."Anders' face softened. "I do know, my darling girl. I know all too well. I don't do this to you because I want things to be this way. I only do it from necessity." "And if I go crazy? If I lose my sanity because of this, would you be happy then? To have an empty shell of a body. " I said shaking my head. I brushed her long blonde hair from her face and kissed while still holding onto her neck.I dropped my hand from her face down to her breasts, and started to fondle her breasts. She responded by grabbing my hips, and pushing her own towards me. I took my hand off her neck, broke the kiss, squeezed her breast harder, and slapped her across the face. I looked in her eyes and asked, "You're loving this aren't you, you fucking slut." YES!" she said with a crazed look in. I was held in the Bay Area of Northern California. After being processed and sent to a holding cell, I was given a set of clothes, a towel and told to shower. After undressing, a guard gave me a plastic bag for my street clothes and said, "C’mon boy, follow me, time for your shower." We walked down a hall with doors on both sides. Passing a guard station with wire windows I used the towel to cover my cock since everyone inside was staring. I heard a few wolf whistles and one guard said, "Nice.