I spotted a nice looking young man cruising and made eye contact with him and followed him into a double booth. He immediately grabbed his crotch and ...started undoing his pants. Obviously, not a cop or he was one that wanted to play.Anyway, he opens his fly, pulls out a nice sized partially hard cock and sits down. I followed his cock down and started sucking. He was freshly washed and smelled good. He started to put his hands on my head to force me further down onto his now hardening cock, but. It wasn't sexy at all. A plain gray T-shirt and black sweatpants. I was informed that make up was a privilege I would have to earn, as was television and phone. I was alone and scared but eventually I fell asleep anyway.After about two weeks I had kind of gotten used to the place and had relaxed a little bit. I had made a couple of friends and it really didn't seem that bad. Also the staff quit watching me as closely. I hadn't put up much of a fight so they assumed that I was under control.. The registered address for the new Church was actually a post office box number, but Kenny had plans to change that as quickly as possible. Once he had money flowing in from his 'congregation' he would be able to purchase a real base of operations.Kenny had also made a start at raising his first donations. He had created a database of all of those former students who were now contacting him each year. The database included names, contact addresses and details of the individual's occupation. It. I was a deep sleeper and often had trouble getting up in time for work.ThiefIt was an easy place to get into, terrible security, and when I got inside I just had to choose a room and pick the lock. I entered one of the rooms and looked around briefly, adjusting my eyes to the dark. I walked straight into the lounge "sweet, looks like I picked the right place" I thought, looking around the room I could see the brand new tech, I had my "work mates" outside the building, but before I got them up.