I first saw you when you were working in my yard. That young, lithe body-straining under the weight of labor, so smooth, so hairless. Undoubedly the body of a boy. I lit a cigarette as I watched it glisten in the mid day sun. As the smoke curled out from between My lips, I knew that before the workday was over, I would make you mine. Like a hawk stalking its prey, I watched patiently as you grew more and more exhausted, and knew it wouldn’t be long before you’d be in need of a cold beverage from the house to rehydrate…
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