It was during this that I hesitated so he could see the favorites column where I had all my porn faves saved.I know he saw this from the quick smile o...n his face.he checked a few things out n said well you can look at porn again with no issues.I was surprised he said that but gave a slight embarrassed laugh and said thank you.He asked what fave sites I had. I said depends on my mood.he said well when was the last time you were used and drained.I was abit stunned at his forward question and yet. The eye of your neighbor flinches towards you then resumes skimming a four-folded copy of the New York Times. Remembering your sales report in your bag, you twist slightly to dig it out. You stop because your elbow jabs into the ribs of the woman beside you. She frowns briefly then resumes reading. Frustrated by not being able to get out the report, you scan the various posters hanging near the ceiling instead. In one, a policeman’s stern face stares out at you. The caption reads: "See. Anyway enough of my home spun psychology bullshit! Why would Iagree to spend the evening with the little bastard? Well firstly Icould badly do with the cash, but secondly and most importantly,he just so happens to be the most stunning 9 year old littleblonde god who has ever graced the planet. I had just turned 15and I already acknowledged the fact that I was Bisexual and that Ihad an obsession with young boys (as well as lads my own age). Iwas also developing something of a foot fetish. Just. " I said as I chose my next words carefully. "I just think that he needs a boost, something to make him feel good about himself, make him feel like a man again." Okay..." my husband said as he studied me."I mean, it's just a thought..." I felt my insides tightening and my body getting hot with fear and nervousness thinking about how my husband would react to my next words. "I was just thinking that maybe...I could do something for him. I mean...only if you...if you think it's okay."He turned.