Nothing out of the ordinary, asking if I'd like to meet up with him in the park, by the old shed up the back. I replied saying "Of course! I'll bring ...my football. See you then". And with that I got dressed and left.I stood around for 5 minutes before texting my mate, asking him where he was. He replied by saying "Inside, where else would I be?" I thought to my self that this was rather odd as the shed was always locked, but "what the heck?" I thought to myself, and stepped inside. It was pitch. " I replied. We tried the next night, but we ended up getting caught again. This time though we were at least dressed. I was just sitting on top of him and he was making my ass go in and out. I could feel his dick getting harder as my ass was moving in and out from his cock. We heard foot steps coming, so I moved away. I knew we had just got stopped again and almost caught again."Can we go hang out again tonight, or did I wear you out?" Mom peeked her head in."No, I'm fine. I'll be right. She knew exactly what had happened it seemed."Let's get him into the back area. She called two men over that came in with Phil Brown, but not Phil himself.Katya said that Phil was 'our contact' and had given me a lot of papers and information earlier. The FA leaned over and whispered something to one of the men, while the other took out something and blocked the aisle.The other man approached Phil Brown and as he neared, promptly shot him with some kind of device. He pulled him up, stripped off. Nephi howled, fighting the spearman. The sounds of weapons clashing echoed through the hallway. I flowed through my attacks, parrying, riposting, blocking.He drove me back. He had skill.Flames burst across my hair and sword. He didn't flinch from my fire, but kept attacking me. I was suddenly on the defensive. He was countering all my attempts to attack. It was like he had figured out my fighting style and had adapted his defense.I had to use that. I switched it up, going from a hard guard to a.