“You’re never in the mood,” Sid grumbled. “Jerk me off at least.” Anger shot through me at his demand. When I didn’t react, he grabbed my hand and pressed it against the bulge in his pants. Where was the peace-loving idealist now? With a bang, the door flew open. Before either Sid or I could move, three men stalked in. Matteo was one of them. Oh holy shit.
Finally please kill that man he is so annoying
