After school? Possible, but he hated the idea of mounting himself during the daytime. He wanted darkness for that, and a whole beautiful night. Fat ch...ance that would ever happen. Then something miraculous occurred."Matthew," his mom said two days before his birthday. This was a Wednesday evening, and she stood in his doorway still dressed in her work clothes. He raised an eyebrow and popped loose one of his earbuds."Your dad and I are running Kaylee up to Penn State on Friday for a look at the. We had checked in late afternoon. We had only one thing on our mind - selfish, uninhibited sex. I had checked into the hotel, receiving the usual two key cards for the room. I dropped one in the pot plant next to the elevator and from a distance you watched me enter the car, the doors close as I travelled to the fourth floor. You followed after about a minute, folding the newspaper you were pretending to read and laying it on the table of the foyer. You walked casually towards the elevator,. Once I was dressed Mistress covered my head with a black hood, bound my arms in front of me and led me into the garage. I was told to step into something and then lay down. Once this was accomplished I felt my feet being secured to the box and then these soft squishy things being tossed on top of me. As more and more were added it was getting harder and harder to move. With the hood on it was dark but all of a sudden it got even darker and then there was a loud pounding and I put my arms up. They had been arrested and taken to the Questura in Mestre, where they were unable to explain themselves, since none spoke anything but the Kobekistan dialect of Arabic. The police had eventually contacted the Consul, because the official interpreter had been unable to understand more than about one word in four of their dialect of Arabic, but had correctly identified it as Kobekistani. Of course they had no papers so the Consul knew nothing about them. Therefore the police had been told he was.