‘What do you reckon, Stevie boy? Should we trust him?’ Stephen knew that this was a test, and that a lot depended on his answer. ‘No!’ he resp...onded. ‘We can’t take a chance. We have to off him’. His father plainly concurred. ‘Right you are then son. I’ll get Denny and Bern to take care of him.’ Stephen knew better that to ask questions, or dispute his father’s word. This led inexorably to a punch in the face, and sometimes worse. This time he had to take a chance. ‘Dad, let me take care of him,. Sex here is natural, acceptable in any way, and in no way condemned.” He hugged me and sat me on his lap.Linda moved closer to us and picked up my legs on her hips. Karl pulled me closer to him and I hugged his neck.“The boy has very beautiful legs,” Linda said. She stuck hand through my hips and stroked my penis, and then squeezed my balls with her amazing fingers.“And he has very small feet. And this little pet always has an erect penis. I love sex with boys, boys, with the male and them with. She was tall well built and with a manly voice. She used to command us. But she was bad in studies and used to fail in most of the subjects. All of us boys were afraid of her and sometimes she used to bully us and beat us if we do not obey.I was slim and was in no match for her and she used to arm twist me and get all her job and homework done. Hearing her voice alone used to make me pee in my shorts. Because my house was next to hers, she used to call my name often. She expected me to run to. OK, that was something that we could counteract.We took our map of high-crime neighborhoods and numbered them in consecutive order. There turned out to be 27, based on our somewhat arbitrary original arrangement. We then set up a simple computer program to select a random number ranging from 1 through 27. Whatever number came up, that was the neighborhood we patrolled that night. That should keep the gangs from anticipating our next patrol area. It worked!This night, we were working one of.