Sven was sitting at the breakfast table with his cousin. Tomas was smiling happily as he asked, "Can I watch you punish him? I would really like to see that." Sven rolled his eyes, "I'm not going to punish him." Tomas frowned, "Why not? If my pet would have gone out and gotten drunk like that, I would have his ass so red it would be mistaken for a fire truck."
Sven grinned, "As would I," But then last night jumped into his brain, "But he's not mine right now. And besides, last night steemed from bigger issues we have. We have things we need to talk about."
Tomas lifted his coffee and teased, "And then a punishment?" Sven grinned, "Maybe." Tomas laughed and then both looked up when they heard a noise from Sven's bedroom. "Oh look sleeping handsome is waking up."
Jesus was indeed wakin
