After visiting my parents and discussing the matter with them, I made my decision to move to London. Gay sex En route, I naturally planned to stop by the ‘love nest’ where Paul and Brett were spending the weekend, to do my final goodbye.When I arrived at the charming country hotel, I was soon seated in an isolated corner of the bar area that was located next to the dining area.As I sat there an old song that my grandmother had loved was going through my mind. After furnishing the address with the local fire station as a marker, I presently received a reply stating, ‘see you at eight-thirty.’After Wes arrived on time by motorbike, I presented him with a breakfast of note. I lived a life similar to any other straight boy and had no inclination to dress or act like a woman. Fortunately, I remembered the name of the country hotel.On my part, having no intention of sharing a bed with Paul or having sex with him again, I concocted a story that I had been to the doctor that day and had a contagious bladder infection.
