Fear took over and he involuntarily started to shake and piss. He pissed all over Winston's uniform. The sound of his piss was the only noise for seve...ral moments.'Oh shit. That's gonna cost you,' Daquan said.Winston let go of Brock who immediately felt his neck where the hand had been. It was a little tender but no real damage.'I'm sorry,' Brock said.For a minute Winston said nothing he just stared at Brock.Eventually Winston said, 'hold him.'The other two each grabbed an arm and held Brock. “It’s all right, Cerrie, I promise not to laugh or anything.”“OK. Well ... Well, have any of your boyfriends been into anything a bit – well - kinky?”“Not really. Unless you count a serious fetish for leaving the toilet seat up. I mean Jerry – you remember Jerry? – used to like me to keep my shoes on in bed, which I guess is a bit odd.”“Especially as you’re usually in trainers!”“Right. But apart from that no. I mean what are we talking about here? Fifty shades of Grey? He’s invited you up to. He seemed a bit uncomfortable but to my surprise he did not resist or move away from me. He let me continue play with his chest. I got bolder and moved my hand inside the vest and felt his pecks. I knew I had to engage him into the conversation and I figured gym may be a topic he seemed interested in. “How long do you work out every day?” “About an hour in the morning”… Just some meaningless conversation to keep things going, while my hands kept feeling his muscles. “This System seems really. .pleeeease’. Feeling at a loss, I granted her wish, covering her with the blanket again and, taking her by the hand, finding a path back to the clifftop, finding the car with no trouble. Karen dressed…I dressed, saying little, avoiding her eyes, which I felt were upon me all the time. Helping her into the car we drove up to the gate of the farm, the young man, mysteriously appearing to open the gate. ‘Didya have a nice picnic Karen’? he enquired, leaning into the window into her face. ‘Damn.