kieth followed happily. He wasnt stupid, he knew that the other male felt what he was. He just wanted to have a good time, but because the younger male was suspicious... He climbed into the car and watched Oliver wriggle from his pants. He spoke slowly. "so whats youre real name. Samuel isnt very realistic." the older killer chuckled. "i get it though."<br/><br/>he leaned over as if to kiss Oliver. "i wouldnt give my name to a stranger..." he pulled out the syringe and held it against the younger males throat. "... Unless of course, i knew i was going to kill them." he grinned rather insanely. The glint in his eyes held more passiom than a man having sex. "So whats your real name, doll?"