The boy felt terribly hot and his breathing was ragged and strained.The boy felt terribly hot and his breathing was ragged and strained. Each breath was difficult. "You okay kid?" Mr. Baker asked as Rafael finally opened his eyes. The boy nodded weakly, "Yeah,...I guess,... I think so.... I feel real hot and it's kinda sore inside,... but I guess I'm okay." "And you were worried about getting cold. Like I said, kid, you're a little pig-ass. Only you don't grunt like most boys when they're gettin' it good like that. Not many ten-year-olds'll do it like that either. None that I know anyways. Now teenagers will, they'll get off like that, but usually not a kid your age." He lifted his hand up, looking at the slime that covered most of his hand. |