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For a moment the wine reminded him of his Roman brazilian preteen nudist ancestors. He felt their presence around him. He was suddenly surrounded by the Seven Hills and the estate on the Aventine owned by his line until the modern day. The packed streets of Rome. Armies marching to the ends of the Earth. In the inexorable drift of history, who was he? What mark would he leave on the world? For the first time in 48 hours he thought of work. He had landed a major airline by pitching to them the strap line: "Arrive before you leave." Those four words were worth millions to his company, and hundreds of thousands to him personally.`What a pile of shit.'Augustus had been notorious for his love of boys. Had he been a weaker Emperor it might have brought down the Empire. What had possessed him? Was it the same lunacy? Were there perverted genes scurrying around?He brazilian preteen nudist grabbed the neck of the bottle and pulled it out of the ice. Armed with the dripping bottle and the glass he headed across the lawns in the direction of the maze.Soon he was in amongst the English Yew. He was annoyed to see a plinth with a map just inside the entrance. He marched passed it and embraced the maze as it was meant to be experienced. High hedges led him inwards. He stopped and took a long sip from his glass. He was in a green confine. Like life itself the path presented him with a series of choices. Instinct was irrelevant. There had to petite models preteen be a formula to navigate the maze successfully. Could he fathom it?He tried hugging the right wall. It led him deep inside the preteen hot girls maze, but in the end dead-ended.`If I make it to the centre of the maze I will seduce Sebastian.'No no no! The maze was just a dalliance. A plaything. It was not some giant fortune cookie.The yew pressed in. He noticed the mown grass. The gardener obviously knew the trick. The solution. He stopped to refill his glass.He pressed on. He had no idea if he was going deeper or going in circles. He tried hugging the left wall. Then alternating the pattern.How the fuck could he be lost? He was a highly paid, smart CEO. He was in a bush. There was a path. He would find the way.He had never really paid any attention to English Yew. The bush was dense. It was an anti-cheating vegetation. He made a mental note. There would be an advertising campaign where he could use the metaphor.He refilled his glass.Fucking bush.And it was hot. Fucking hot. Like an English summer from his youth. He remembered when he had been Sebastian's age. A summer with his family in Henley, constantly on the water. He could see the sparkling water and his teenage toes beneath, wriggling in the flow of the Thames over beds of reeds and the mysterious slow fish below.`When I was thirteen I was sex obsessed. Don't forget that. Seb is not an innocent. By that age at boarding school there would not only have been the ritual hazing, but he might well have had three or four sexual partners. Too heavy a word. Encounters.... Too light a word.'Alexander was lost in a maze far more complex than Yew. By thirteen he had fallen in and out of love several times with boys at his school. His own introduction to sex had been at ten years old. Not in the hazing ritual, but in a bizarre encounter with a boy one year younger who occupied the bed next to him. This little tyke had, out of nowhere, asked him: "What would you do if I put my hand in your bed?" He had known, immediately, what was being asked. For a reason he still didn't understand he had answered "Nothing." and that night his cock had been gripped by a nine year old, starting his own sexual history.By thirteen Alexander had developed the predatory instincts of a sex-obsessed eighteen year old. He had schemed, flirted, broken hearts and had his own broken several times. He had been no innocent.`So why did Seb cry?'There was no answer. There was just the rustling of the yew. There was no way out of the maze.Alexander looked skywards. High above him, at 30,000 feet a plane passed overhead leaving a vapor trail. It brought him back to earth. preteen bbs videos He refilled his glass.Perhaps he should have studied the map.Brute force. When all else fails. He marched. Down dead ends. He turned on his heels. Down more dead ends.`This is it. This is a new turn. Bound to be right.'He turned the corner.Dumb Yew stood across his path.Alexander. The Roman. The rich. The lost. Stood there and laughed until his eyes watered, until he had to put the bottle on the grass, until he had to sit down in a heap and just let the laughter wash out of him. preteen nudist bbs He wiped his eyes. Calmed down. Then broke out in laughter again until his sides ached.Eventually he was able to stand. He gave up on his system. He wandered lost until he was joined by a limp looking couple who had read the map. They guided him like a blind man, proud of their absurd knowledge of the maze's secret.At the centre of the maze was a spiral staircase. Below was a tunnel futaba preteen japanese that lead out of the maze to one of the ornamental lakes.Unfortunately the man recognised him. "Are you Alexander Steel?""Guilty."He had to endure ten minutes while the man described the public relations challenge faced preteen nymphet love by the insurance industry. He smiled and nodded. The couple had rescued him after all."Could I call you when you are back in London?""Of course."He made a mental note to tell his PA to reject any calls from the man. Then the emotion of the day got the better of him."Actually..." The man looked startled. His wife more so."Don't call me. I despise the insurance industry. I am on holiday. Thanks for the rescue."And with that he left them behind gaping like fish out of water and made his way back towards the house.He had been in the maze far longer than he realized. Henry, Mary and the kids were on the shaded terrace. Water bottles and olives were on the table.Henry got to his feet. Smiling. Arms open.Sebastian was legel model preteen grinning. Patting a vacant chair next to him.Mary was smiling.Matilda slipped away from the table and ran to greet him. She met him like an infant rugby player in an ineffective, but altogether pleasant tackle. He picked her up under her armpits and swung her onto his hip."Just in time!"He settled at the table. Matilda left him beaming. He sat next to Sebastian. He unfolded the starched napkin. He leaned in to Mary. "If you are tempted to try the maze. Take it from me. Don't!"Mary patted his arm and laughed.There followed a lunch that took its place in his imagination. Shaded. Complex. Surrounded by children. The boy. Henry. Mary. Matilda. White Wine. A more than passable Gazpacho. Fish. Summer pudding with berry juice running down Sebastian's chin. Smiling at Mary he had leaned forward and wiped the juice dribbling down her son's face away with his thumb. Cupping her boy's face in his hand. He had not pulled away.And after lunch he left them and made his way back to his room. Sebastian needed his final hours with his family and he was spent.He crawled into bed in the mid afternoon.He woke when preteen panty gallery it was dark.There was no air.He rolled out of bed and opened the window wide.Over the hotel, clouds pumped up in the darkness, obscuring the moon.Thick drops of tight preteens pic rain splattered on the sill.Alexander stood at the window. Lightening strobed, picking out the clumps of the rooky wood that edged the hotel grounds.The rain started to drive. Bouncing off the sill. Hissing on the warm land.Crack and boom.Alexander wrapped himself in the bathrobe provided by the hotel. 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