But it had the makings for tea and a tin of cookies — biscuits the English called them. Strange name for cookies though, David mused. While the kett...le boiled, David stuck his head into a room only slightly bigger than the tea-room. "Any of you 'chaps' up for a cuppa?"Dr. Howard got up. "Good idea — I'll join you for a drink"Back in the tea-room David poured two mugs of tea, and dribbled a little condensed milk into Mike's. "Any progress David?" asked Michael as he picked up his mug and took a. “I want to get fucked.” I couldn’t believe the words came out of my mouth.“I’d be glad to help you with that.” He stepped forward towards me.I put my hand out to stop him. “By all three of you.” I’ve said some slutty things, but nothing would ever topped that.The three of them looked at each other, then me. It didn’t feel real. I walked between Devon and James towards my bedroom. I remember my bare feet touching the tile, then the carpet as I moved into my room, but it felt like walking through. He kept standing right next to my desk like really close like if I was to turn my head, his head (and not the one sitting on his shoulders!) would be about 5inches away from me! I slowly brought my phone out and put on the camera. The camera was on my back of my phone so I had to estimate were my camera was. My heart was pumping I was so nervous all he had to do was look down and I would be caught so took the picture only to hear my shutter tone go off. I shat my self I knew I was going to. The old man, I really needed to get his name, was the one who took the initiative to answer my question yet again.“There is no getting out of this, boy. It’s like being branded by a force of nature. The only way you get out of this, as you so eloquently put it, is becoming a force of nature yourself. And when that happens, boy, I will be questioning you regarding the solutions to my problems.”His words didn’t set my mind at ease at all. He was talking as if I told him his milk had expired, not.