“Ahhhhhhh, why are you doing this Akira?” Ryo questioned as he gasped. “Akira, what’s your last name? Indian sex Inside the wooden abode, a boy of 16 is sleeping in a small bed. I mean, I’m already embarrassed enough as it is…” Ryo said softly, feeling defeated. Who was he exactly! Akira noticed Ryo’s blonde hair was starting to get in front of his eyes. Ryo blushed a bright and deep red. “There.” He said and then trotted back to bed. Ryo just stared at Akira with suspicious thoughts and wondered what he was really doing. They were both thin with a swimmer’s build. “Uhm, I didn’t really see him. This is a short excerpt of the main story. Scared that the man would return and perhaps more furious, he locked the pathetic entryway with a thick piece of wood.
