Someone called Pan and he left before Hook could make a decision. Strangely, the infuriating youth didn't look victorious when he left. He looked disgruntled, as if something had not turned out well.

That night, Hook thought of Pan, and his body reacted in a most unexpected way. He opened his trousers and stared at it. He touched it, and oh! Everything seemed to fit in place. He started to rub it. Curiously, he imagined that it was Pan who was doing that to him, and when a jolt of pleasure ran down his spine, he murmured the boy's name. Next