The boy could have easily passed for a Russian brunet boy, living in Moscow or St Petersburg or be mistaken for Slavic even. Omega Red smiled at at t...he boy, knowing whom he was. His name was Xerxes Lakulish. His father was the head of the secret organization calling itself The Black Hand. It is they who paid for Russian arms to Iran and they who have power over the Mullahs. Omega Red said to Xerxes, ?It is good for you to join us?. Xerxes walked passed Omega Red and had a very arrogant. He lifted his hands up like he was under arrest, seeing his naked body once again sent a tingle of excitement race through my body. “OK mum, you got me” he gave me a knowing smile, He went to go,“Ho Peter” I call to him once more and he turned with his hands on his hips, “Yes Mother” he asked and I smiled at him, “Well” he asked because I didn’t reply, “Just want to make sure I had a good look” I replied.He gave a smile that could only be, now you seen me what do you think, I watched him go. .. but she is a great woman and I like her a lot”“So, you and her never went, you know... that far?”“We are just meeting each other right now. You know, hanging out and stuff...”“Poor little you... I bet you feel bad that you and Susan didn’t had anything yet”What that girl meant? Why she brought that subject? I would know about that very soon...“If you let me, I can show you how much I can ‘cure’ your ‘problem’...”And what it happened? The bitch just put her hand at Simon’s crotch and started. .I screamed and told them they couldn't do this. My mother then said the old phrase "you live under our roof" and that was it. I went into my room and packed the few things that were mine. Unfortunately at this point, it was almost midnight and I didn't wanna wake and bother any of my friends so I grabbed my bookbag and my gym bag full of my clothes and walked out to the living room. "You will never make it out there alone" "You are breaking your father's heart" "You are going against our.