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Chapter Six

 As Janet Patterson finished cashing up the till in the bar of the Marina clubhouse, she smiled as it had been another good week, the second in a row. The winter season is always difficult, with the number of random boaters dropping off a cliff, so they rely on the long term mooring revenues and the different events that draw the local population into the clubhouse.

As she locked the door, she saw a light on in the Wispy Willow. Knowing that her young employee wouldn't be so careless as to leave it on if he had gone home, she sighed to herself, wondering what the bitch of a mother had done this time that the boy didn't want to go home and instead spend it on a boat, all alone.

"Well, I'm going to find out," she muttered to herself and headed over to the boat.

Carefully climbing on board, she knocked gently on the outer door. Not hearing a reply, she pushed the door open slowly and poked her head around it, seeing only darkness. Moving through the lounge to the front of the boat, where the bedroom is located, she heard slight snores. Smiling to herself that she could maybe sneak a peek at what the cute teen looked like asleep, she eased the door open.

Peering into the lamp lit room, she gasped slightly as she saw the messy blonde hair of the teen snaking down across his cute face. However, something was wrong, something else was on the teenager's bed. Opening the door fully, Janet entered the bedroom and stopped in shock.

Toby was fast asleep, gentle snores coming out of the cute red lips that Janet so wanted to kiss. She gazed over his naked body, seeing what she so desired in the flash for the first time. Yes, she had seen him shirtless so often last summer, his body nicely tanned still even though winter had been endured. In contrast, lily white flash marked his buttocks where he had kept his shorts on. Flesh that was marked red with belt marks. Her thoughts flashed once again to the bitch of a mother who forced him to suffer such pain. Her eyes drifted to the side of the boy, who was laying face down, covering his young cock, a cock that she wanted to see, that she dreamed about seeing. Lying on the bed next to the boy was a dildo, the size of which even she would struggle to take. It looked to be all of a foot long, and the thickness of it made her eyes water. Surely her young employee had not been using it on himself.

She walked quietly to the edge of the bed and smelled sex. The wonderful smell of teenage hormones filled the cabin, along with the sweet smell of something different, spunk. She recognised the smell, although it was slightly different to that of her husband's. She sat on the bed, admiring Toby's lithe young body and reached out a shaking hand. She knew that she should wake the boy, and probably would drive him home as the towpath would be far too dark for him to walk along now. Her hand touched the teen's body, around half way down his back and she shivered at the smooth touch. Allowing herself a few moments, Janet couldn't help but to trace her hand downwards, towards his bum. A bum that showed the effects of his beating.

Toby stirred in his sleep, moving slightly, bringing a leg part way up his body, exposing himself to his employer. Janet was enthralled by the boy. She knew it was wrong, that if she did anything, or if the boy even mentioned about her touching him in his sleep, she would be marked as a criminal. However, she had to touch him, her hand moving downwards further. Knowing that he was gay, and by the look of the dildo on the bed, and finally seeing the drawer full of various sex toys, Toby obviously enjoyed playing with his hole. Never did she dream that the teenager was already experiencing full sex with men. She ran her finger down the crevice of the boy's bottom and held her breath as she touched his most private place. She gave it a gentle rub, surprising herself when she pushed a finger inside him. Toby grunted in his sleep, bending his leg further up to allow his dream to continue. Janet couldn't believe what she was doing, she was fingering her little employee. In and out she pushed, dropping her spare hand down the front of her skirt, inside her knickers that were now dripping wet.

Toby slowly started to hump himself into the bed as consciousness started to return to him. He had fully enjoyed finally going the whole distance with Fred. The feel of his employer's tool sliding inside him was the ultimate pleasure. Sure it wasn't as big as the other guys he'd been with, but when you are in love, as he thought of himself, then the feelings just intensified. They had both drifted off to a short sleep, emotions running through the teen as he lay in the arms of the man he was enraptured with, but upon waking, Fred panicked before realising that they had only been asleep for ten minutes. Leaving the boy to return home, Fred knew that he had crossed a line that he could never, and had no intentions, of going back from. Toby, still aching for more, had reached into his drawer and worked his way through the various sized dildos that Richie had given him until he reached the monster, one that he was determined to master. Finding it too painful once again, the boy lost the battle with tiredness once more and now was having the sexiest dream that he'd ever had. As he came to his senses that he was actually awake, he felt the finger in his arse.

"Oh crumbs that's good!" he groaned, wondering why Fred had returned. Janet was working and would surely see something. Turning his head to say this, Toby's deep brown eyes widened in shock. "Janet?"

"Oh shit!" the thirty five year old woman cursed, pulling her finger out of the boy and springing up from the bed. "Toby, I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me."

"If you'd have kept doing that, it probably would have been me," Toby giggled, turning his body to show Janet his erection. He knew that he shouldn't show her, but a little devil inside him pieced together that the woman was sexually attracted to him, despite his age and despite him being gay. He thought to himself that this could be the opening to allow him and Fred to be a little more free and open with their activities.

"Look Toby, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have done that," Janet apologised.

"But you did, and I kinda liked it," the teen grinned, which came as a relief to the woman as she realised that her illegal actions would be kept quiet. "If you wanna do it a little more, I don't mind."

"Maybe, but it will have to be some other time," the woman smiled at him. "It's half past ten and you should be getting home."

"Urgh, do I have to?" Toby muttered, not quite quiet enough to hide it from Janet, who frowned.

"Come on, put your clothes on, put your rather large friend away and I'll drive you home," she told him.

"Friend?" the teen asked, before noticing the dildo by his side. "Oops!"

"I'm not going to ask where and how you got that," Janet chuckled. "But can you really get it inside you?"

"Um, not yet, but I'm working on it," Toby replied, flushing red.

"Well just be careful honey," she told him. "I can't imagine what the conversation at the hospital would be if you hurt your bum."

Giggling, Toby quickly dressed, letting Janet watch him cover his erection, before they drove the short distance home. Pulling up in the dark driveway, Toby saw that the spare bedroom light was on before turning off. Not a good sign.

"Thanks for dropping me off Janet," he said to his employer.

"That's okay sweetie," she said, a little upset that his demeanour had soured on arriving home. "You take care tonight okay."

"I will," the teen said and leaned in to hug the woman who seemed to care more about him than his own mother. Feeling her hands on his back, Toby lifted his head slightly and gave her a kiss on the lips. Janet, surprised but happy, returned it, knowing that the boy didn't mean it and was just emotional, but would take the opportunity anyway. Tongues licked each other and she felt herself dampen in her pussy as the thirteen year old sucked on her tongue. Breaking the kiss finally after a few minutes, Toby smiled at her and got out of the car to face his mother.

Petunia watched the BMW pull up and thought jealous thoughts once again of the Pattersons. They seemed to have such a happy relationship which reminded her of how her own marriage had been breaking down. She guessed that her husband was finding his sexual release somewhere else, which in a way pleased her. He wasn't the man that she had married. The fact he had tried to stand up and tell her that it was normal for her son to be a homo. A gay boy. She was disgusted by him for it. The rows that they'd had were awful. How could he not see that she was trying to save their son from a life of corruption and devilment? At least the Reverend saw sense and had told her what needed to be done. She thought about the previous evening and was thankful that Reverend Samuel was so dedicated to helping to save Toby that he forwent his own disgust at the unnatural act to fill her son's anus with the Holy Seed. He promised her that he would do so, twice a week, until the boy was cured.

As she saw Toby finally get out of the car, she remembered her own role in her son's cure and walked to the cupboard to get the bottle of holy water. Sighing to herself about the thought of pushing her fingers inside her boy, she recalled those disgusting videos that Toby had been watching as he ejaculated over himself. There was no way on earth that she would allow her son to become like that, a boy willing to have a man's penis inserted inside him.

"Toby dear," she called out as the teen tried to quietly creep into the house.

"I'm sorry I'm late Mum," he cringed, expecting punishment.

"I'm sure there was good reason," Petunia soothed him, shocking her son at the love in her voice. After all, it wasn't his fault he was being tempted by Satan. She just had to help him see the light.

"Um, well, I sort of fell asleep after doing my homework," Toby admitted, cutting out the part about getting his arse banged by Fred.

"Well, at least you did your homework," she said. "Now, let's go into the lounge so that I can start your treatment."

"Treatment?" the teen asked, confused before he saw the bottle of water that Reverend Samuel had given her. `Crap! No!' Toby thought. `Surely she wasn't actually going to do it.'

"Come on son," Petunia urged her boy, taking his arm and leading him into the lounge. "You are going straight to the vicarage tomorrow from school, so we need to start your treatment otherwise the Reverend won't be able to cure you."

Knowing it was pointless to argue with his mother, Toby's body sagged. "Where's Dad?" he asked, the last hope extinguished when she explained that he was already asleep in the spare room.

"Now get out of those trousers and your underwear," she instructed him, wondering how to actually do this. She watched as her teenager stripped in front of her, and again to her surprise she felt herself dampen. Shaking herself mentally, she told herself that it was lack of sex and that maybe she should talk to Harriet about whether Tony's brother was currently attached.

Toby stood still, his hands in front of him, covering his limp two inches of dangling flesh.

"Take off your shirt as well," Petunia said softly, wanting to see her son fully naked. It had been sometime since she had seen any man naked, other than her son the previous night, and she wanted to see more of him.

"Why?" Toby asked. "You don't need me fully naked."

Feeling the need to regain what seemed like lost control, Petunia raised a open hand. "Unless you want a spanking, you'll do what I say boy."

"Okay, okay," her son quickly said, not wanting any more pain. Pulling his shirt up and over his head, he heard his mother let out a sigh as he was fully exposed to her. This was nothing like being naked with Janet, something that he still couldn't believe happened, this was pure humiliation.

"Bend over the table," his mother told him, and once he was in position, she continued. "Now pull your cheeks apart."

Toby gulped as he did so, fully opening himself up and gritting his teeth, closing his eyes, the teenager waited for the embarrassment to happen. It was a wait that was just a few seconds as he felt damp fingers push at his opening. He let out a small yelp as Petunia's fingernail scratched their way inside him. The woman couldn't believe how tight the boy's bottom was. It was certainly nothing like when she fingered herself in her efforts to keep herself sexually sated. `How can a full grown penis fit up here?' she wondered to herself, but having seen Reverend Samuel achieve it last night, she surmised that it must stretch. In and out she thrust her fingers, pausing only to add more of the holy water that would cleanse Satan from Toby's anal passage.

In turn, Toby's head was swirling with conflicting emotions. He was humiliated beyond shame that he was naked, bent over a table being finger fucked by his unknowing mother. She had no clue what the Reverend was actually planning, blindly following his instructions. As he felt her fingers push inside him, he squirmed as he felt his dick harden to its full four and a half inches. Biting his lip, he knew that he couldn't allow himself to spunk in this position. He tightened his grip on his cheeks, his knuckles turning white as he thought of something, anything, to hold off his pending orgasm. Fortunately for the boy, Petunia had no idea how long she was supposed to coat his innards, the ploy of the Reverend to make the woman finger her son to a climax not fully explained, so she soon pulled out, leaving the boy with his cheeks held open, panting desperately on the table.

"Well, that should do it," she told him. "Now give me a kiss and go to bed. You've got a full day ahead of you tomorrow."

Toby eased himself up off the table, turned to his Mother with his head held low as his fully erect cock came into her view.

"Oh Toby, what are we to do?" she nearly cried. "How can we cure you?"

"I'm sorry Mum," Toby replied, figuring out that if he played along with the whole cure thing, he may get an easier life from her. "I'll do what the Reverend tells me to do."

"That's a good boy," Petunia smiled at him. Finally he had seen sense. She embraced her son, ignoring his hardness poking into her stomach. She kissed him gently on the cheek and waved him off to bed.

As Toby ran into his room, he closed the door, jumped onto his bed and frantically beat his meat. Confused thoughts poured through the boy as he thought of both women who had fingered him, for completely different reasons, but both of them had nearly made him shoot his load. He felt slight disgust at the thought of his mother bringing him to the point of shooting, so thought back to earlier that evening when he had finally persuaded Fred to fuck him. The feelings came back to him as he remembered his double climax, the second one hitting as his employer shot his own load inside him. That was enough to send him over the edge and he bit on his spare hand as he felt his cream splatter across his chest. He lay panting in exhaustion, sweat pooling in his navel. Tiredness swept over him and he slipped into the land of nod.

The end of the school day was approaching far too quickly for Toby's liking. He studied his maths textbook once more, looking at the algebra exercise that he knew he should be able to solve easily, but his distraction was apparent to his friend Billy, who was sat next to him. The red headed boy looked at his best friend, seeing turmoil on his face. He knew that there was something bothering him and had been for months, but anytime he asked, Toby clammed up and told him nothing was wrong.

"Hey Tobes, I was thinking," Billy whispered, not wanting to draw the wrath of Mrs Kendall, their maths teacher. The old battleaxe could make any pupil, or parent for that matter, quiver and be reduced to tears with harshly spoken words. "As you're not working tonight, maybe you could come round for tea and we can check out vids on line. I've just found a cool site where some bird takes it up the ass, in the cunt and in her mouth all at the same time."

"Um, I can't tonight," Toby replied, his mind recoiling at the thought of watching that video, although it could be hot to see three guys fucking.

"Why not?" Billy asked, hearing another decline for an evening together. "We never seem to spend time together anymore like we used to."

"I know and I promise if I could, I would," the blonde told him honestly. "Trust me, I'd much prefer to come round yours than where I've got to go tonight."

"Where are you going?" Billy queried.

"The vicarage," Toby grunted.

"What!" the red head exclaimed, drawing a stern look from Mrs Kendall. "I didn't have you as a bible basher. I thought you hated it."

"I do, but I need to do this to keep Mum happy," he whined, not letting on the real reason behind it. Toby knew that Billy was totally straight, having heard his friend on numerous occasions describe in graphic detail the latest porn videos that he watched the previous night. He wasn't sure if the red head would be accepting of him being gay, and it wasn't something he was quite ready to put to the test.

Billy let the matter drop, knowing that his friend was having problems with his mother and as the bell rang for the end of the school day, they bumped fists in farewell and Toby headed towards the vicarage. At least, with a change in plans by Reverend Samuel, he didn't have to go home to face his mother before getting changed to head out to have his body molested. The teen walked slowly, almost baby stepping his way through what should have been a quick five minute walk. Having made it last fifteen, the blonde sighed as he saw the driveway leading to his fate appear. The door opened even before he had a chance to knock or ring the bell.

"Come on in, child," the Reverend said. Samuel could hardly keep his erection under control as he watched the sullen boy cross the threshold. He'd had his doubts whether or not the boy would actually turn up, but seeing the teen in his school uniform made the forty year old pervert nearly cream in his underwear.

He led the boy into the kitchen where he offered Toby a soft drink, which the lad accepted. Anything to drag out what was about to happen. The two locked eyes on each other, Reverend Samuel's eyes showing his lust and desire for the boy, while Toby's showed the disgust and betrayal of the man of the cloth.

"Well, I guess we should start your healing," the man said, smiling at the boy.

"Look Reverend, you can drop that bull when my Mum ain't here," Toby snapped back.

"What do you mean, child?" Reverend Samuel asked, slightly stunned at the boy's harsh tone.

"I mean that we both know that you can't cure or heal someone who's gay cos it ain't a disease," the teen hissed. "You're a perv and you obviously like shagging boys. I'd call the police but you somehow got those photos of Dad so I can't, can I?"

"I'm just here to help you," the older man said softly, seeing his plan of gaining the boy's trust to turn him into a willing sex partner rapidly vanishing.

"Bollocks!" Toby whipped back. "You want to shag my bum is all. I don't want you to do it, but you don't care about that, do you?"

"But I thought you were gay and liked having a cock inside you," Reverend Samuel replied. "You certainly enjoyed it when I made love to you the other night."

"You didn't make love to me, Rev," the teen countered. "You raped me in front my Mother and those other two. I might be gay but I don't fancy you or nothing and I don't want to have sex with you. But if the only way to keep my Dad out of jail is to let you do me, then come on, get it over with."

Reverend Samuel watched as the boy, blinking tears in his eyes, stripped in front of him. The harsh comments had stung the man into second thoughts about what he wanted to do with the sexy teenager, and he was almost on the verge of letting the boy go home, but when Toby dropped his briefs exposing his boyhood to the man, all thoughts about doing the right thing vanished.

"Come," he stuttered out, holding his hand to the boy. "Let's go upstairs."

They entered the Reverend's bedroom and Toby climbed onto the bed. He laid on his front, spreading himself into a star to allow the perverted vicar access to his body. Samuel ripped off his clothes, stripping as quickly as he had ever done in his life. He knelt on the bed between the boy's legs and parted the boy's cheeks. He saw Toby wince as his hands touched the welt marks of the beating that Petunia, Harriet and Tony had given the boy.

"Toby, I promise you this," he started, wishing to make amends in any way that he could. "I will inform your mother than she is no longer to hit you, that it is Satan driving her to do so."

"What?" Toby asked, looking back over his shoulder. "Why?"

"Because a boy with beauty such as yours should be worshipped not beaten," Samuel replied. "You will never again feel a belt or anything else on your body."

"Um, thanks, I guess," Toby answered honestly. `If he keeps his word, it may be worth letting him do me every now and then,' he thought to himself before letting out a loud gasp as he felt the vicar's tongue bathe his hole. All thoughts of sensibility and revulsion vanished for the moment as Toby squirmed under the oral assault on his anal entrance.

`This is what it is all about,' thought Samuel as the wonderful scent of boy sweat and muskiness filled his nose. He had seduced many an unwilling underage churchgoer with the ability of his tongue to cause the boy, or occasional girl, to squeak in pleasure. The sexy teenager lying on his bed was no exception as Samuel felt any fight go out of Toby's body. Over and over, he prodded and forced his tongue inside the boy's tight sphincter. Toby grunted and clasped his hands to the bed sheets as he started to involuntarily hump himself into the bed. As the boy's climax grew near, Samuel recognised the change in breathing and quickly pulled off the wonderful tasting hole and flipped the teen over. Standing at full attention, the boy's four and a half inches of uncut flesh was twitching in front of him. Samuel dived down onto it, swallowing the length in one opened mouth action.

"Oh crap!" Toby groaned as wetness enveloped his flesh. As much as he hated the scenario he found himself in, he knew that he wouldn't last much longer before his body betrayed him. His hips started to thrust upwards, bouncing his bum on the bed as he face fucked the perv who was giving his body pleasure like he had never experienced.

Samuel was using every trick that he knew to try to make this as pleasurable for the boy as he could. Despite the earlier comments, he figured that if he could get the boy climax over and over, the teen would remember the good and ignore the bad. It was a plan that had worked so many times in the past, and Samuel was sure that a horny thirteen year old would jump at the chance of getting his rocks off at every opportunity. As he heard the boy grunt and groan and announced through gritted teeth that he was on the verge of shooting, Samuel quickly licked a finger in his mouth and probed against the boy's hole. Knowing that a boy is most vulnerable to anal invasion immediately after the point of climax, he wanted the hole slick and ready for fucking.

`Oh crap again!' Toby thought as his mind was begging for his body to release the pent up balls and the boy juice he was desperately fighting to stop himself from feeding the Reverend. However, as soon as Samuel pressed a finger inside him and touched his prostate, Toby lost control of his body and groaned as shot after shot of his spunk coated the man's mouth. Suckling noises emanated from his groin and he was reminded of watching a programme about baby calves feeding from their mother's udders as the vicar milked his cock dry.

The Reverend was in ecstasy, tasting the boy's spunk for the first time. His own cock throbbed at the illegality, the perversiveness of the situation and he needed to complete his plan. Gripping the boy by the hips, he rolled the teen over so he was back lying face down once more. Pulling the boy's waist towards him to raise his arse into the angle he wanted, Samuel wasted no more time. He lined his cock head up against Toby's pucker and pushed inwards, not sparing a moment to warn the boy. Hearing a muffled squeak as the teenager felt his arse speared by the Reverend's thick seven inches, the man nearly lost his load there and then. He knew that he wouldn't last long this first time, but the knowledge that the boy was his for the next hour spurred him on. Holding the slim, smooth waist, Samuel pumped himself into the boy's hole, harder and harder, wanting his first release so desperately. Stars seemed to fly in front of his eyes and he lost control of his inhibitions. Toby squealed out and squirmed as the man painfully thrust himself into him over and over. Biting his hand, the teenager found himself being humped into the mattress once again as the forty year old perv had his wicked way.

"Cumming inside you, my son," Reverend Samuel cried out as he felt himself unload spunky stream after spunky stream inside the boy's rectum. He slid his hands underneath the teen's armpits, holding him tightly as he pumped himself harder and harder into the boy, revelling in the warmth and tightness of Toby's young arse.

"Urgh!" Toby grunted as he knew his bum hole was being drenched by the man he despised.

As Reverend Samuel panted in exhaustion at his immense climax, he rolled himself, and the boy who's arse he was still buried deep inside, so that he was on his back with the boy on top of him. He let his hands roam the slim body of the teenager, one hand circling his belly button, the other trying to coax Toby's limp dick back to hardness. Wanting to taste the boy's lips, he pushed Toby's back up and off his chest.

"Turn around, but keep my cock inside you," he instructed the boy.

"Um, okay, I'll try," the teenager replied, trying to twist around. Toby moaned as he felt the still hard cock of the vicar graze his insides at the movement. He was now sat, his knees by the sides of the man's hips, facing the perv who had forced him to have sex.

"Lean forward," Samuel told him, and as the boy did, he raised himself up off the bed and planted his lips onto the sweet boy's. Toby squirmed, trying to get away. Letting the man fuck his arse was one thing, but to kiss him was a whole different matter. A kiss was a sign of love, something that he certainly didn't feel towards this man. However, Samuel's strong arms proved just that, too strong for the young teen and he finally submitted to allowing the Reverend's tongue inside him. As they kissed, Samuel started to slowly hump upwards, started his second fuck of the tight arse.

Due to the angle that he was sat at, Toby's body couldn't help but respond as he felt the Reverend's cock push and prod his still blossoming prostate. The teen moaned into the older man's mouth as he felt his cock return to full hardness and the friction caused by being trapped between their two bodies was driving the boy wild with lust. No longer was the Reverend the one controlling the fuck, the teen was raising himself up before slamming himself back down, impaling himself harder and harder on the seven inch cock.

Toby managed to pull his mouth away from Samuel's as he yelped and screamed through a climax, his young cock spurting forth his juice, coating their stomachs. However, despite cumming, the boy's cock remained hard and he knew he needed to shoot again before he was sated. Up and down he rode the man, Samuel's hands guiding his slim hips as the teen bounced on his cock. Samuel was in heaven, perv boy heaven. Never before had he had one of his conquests ride him like the thirteen year old was fucking himself onto Samuel's cock. Although he had expected to be able to last for at least twenty minutes after his first cum, ten minutes was all it took. Ten minutes of having the nubile youth bounce his way to another orgasm of his own.

Both bodies, covered in sweat and the stench of hard, raw fucking, collapsed onto the bed. Toby's head was resting on the Reverend's hairy chest, feeling Samuel's hand slowly circle and stroke his lower back.

"Now that, my boy, was a fucking good fuck," Samuel said, struggling with a yawn as his body reacted to a double cum.

"Can I go now please?" Toby asked, breaking Samuel's happy moment. Even though he knew he had blackmailed the boy into sex, he thought that the teen would have softened his attitude after such an energetic sex session.

"Yes you can, my son," Samuel sighed, and watched as the boy gingerly picked himself up off the bed. Toby limped out of the room, surprised that he had an ache in his rear end, the first time, well, except when he tried to get the monster dildo inside him. He wanted out of the room, out of the house and back to the safety of his own room. As he started to pull his clothes on in the kitchen he heard the Reverend come in, still naked.

"So what now?" Toby queried.

"Well, you go home and get some sleep," Samuel told him. "I'll speak with your mother tomorrow about stopping her from beating you any further, but then I want you back here on Saturday as arranged."

"Do I have to?" the teen sagged. "I mean, I let you fuck me good today."

"When do you turn fourteen?" the Reverend asked.

"In about ten weeks," Toby replied. "Why?"

"Okay, here is my deal," Samuel started. "You'll come here as arranged twice a week until your birthday. You will come willingly and let me enjoy your body, and you will enjoy it as well."

"What?" the boy gasped.

"Then on your fourteenth birthday, I will fuck you in front of your mother until you dry cum," the man told him, the nasty idea forming in his head. "Then I will announce to her that you are cured."

"And then I don't hafta do anything with you again?" Toby asked, not really liking the idea that he was going to be the man's sex toy for the next ten weeks.

"Unless we find a different boy to take your place, then you will still visit me once a week," Samuel told him, wondering how long he could get away with fucking the sexy teen. He knew that in a year's time, he would more than likely lose interest in the teen, as his age preference was most definitely at the younger end of the teenage years, or even younger if he could.

"When will you get rid of them pictures?" the boy asked, his concern for his father evident.

"Well, I have around sixty, so how about I destroy one each time we get together," Samuel countered. "Or if I release you from the agreement, I will destroy them all."

"Fine!" Toby spat.

And with that the boy walked out of the vicarage and began the slow walk home.

End of chapter

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