Brandon’s Gradual Ease
Brandon sat at his favorite table at the coffee house on Pine Street. He sipped on a cup of rich Cuban Coffee as he watched the scenery around him. Boys of all types and sizes moved on the sidewalk, some alone and some not. He was particularly interested in those that were alone. This was his habit on lazy Sunday afternoons. He would sit drinking coffee and watching…waiting for his prey. He would strike up a conversation and ask his prey to join him. After a brief conversation (and that is all it took) he brought them to his flat. …