“Thanks, man. Gay sex “But this isn’t over yet.”****My punishment was far from over. And that hurt more than any punishment ever could.But… he was still here. “Where’d you get that? Strip.”With a knot in my stomach, I obeyed. Right next to the kitchen were the guest rooms, where a few City Architects were staying to help with the project. Florian followed my every movement. “We’ll talk tonight,” he said. Didn’t even think about that. “How are you feeling, buddy?”Meanwhile, Fabian turned on Mike. Without a word, he pulled me back over his lap. That doesn’t happen often. A strange kind of certainty. “You can trust him,” I tell Jimmy. It was gentle, but firm. But maybe he’s different.”Pamela punches him in the arm. You go catch up with your friends.”He extends a hand to Jimmy. I was left alone, hands on my stinging cheeks, not knowing what to do with myself.From the next room came the sound of a hammer tapping against a wall. With a sigh, I reached for my clothes.“Hands off!
