The conflict in him burned to the point of intolerability and he stood abruptly, followed by Robert, worry emblazoned across his face. “Erik, I—““I need to get some air.” He didn’t look at him as he cut him off, and Robert didn’t protest. He grabbed his coat and left, his feet carrying him to the edge of town and to the foot of the nameless hill that overlooked it. On feeling the paved ground beneath turn to earth, he stopped with a start and looked behind him. Perhaps he expected, or even hoped, to see Robert there. Only the quiet of the night had followed him though, and so he started the easy climb to his place of contemplation, the dark scarcely a hindrance on a path he knew so well.Forty-five minutes had passed since Robert had kissed him, and Erik ran an absent finger over his lips, remembering how it had felt. He remembered not resisting, not pulling away. He remembered kissing back, and the rush of excitement. He remembered it feeling right. Yet he had left, because of the. They went back to the main barroom. In a corner near the front a lone teen sat on the benches. He was d***k or stoned or both. He had dark hair and very white skin. Mike noticed something very familiar about the denim jacket that he was wearing. He tried to speak to the boy, but the teen made little sense. The teen said that his name was Yuri. Mike continued to talk with him but could not keep his mind off of the jacket. The more Mike looked at the jacket, he felt even surer about his feeling. Then as the boy turned his neck, Mike noticed on the collar of the coat the initials ‘S T’ written with an ink pen. Mike questioned the boy as to where he got the coat. Yuri told Mike and Rob that it was given to him by a man that he had ‘worked for’. He told them also that there were several boys staying in the house, many of them foreign. However, they had left the city several days earlier. Mike tried to determine if the teen was telling the truth. Yuri swore, of course, that it was. He.
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