The Wizard frowned. He had hoped that the boys would take his hint. If they had refused any payback, he would have been a lot happier. (And they wo...uld each have had a $100 bill in their wallets the moment that they left the shop.) As it was, their minds were full of thoughts of what they could get: money, sex, beer, sex, drugs, sex, and ? oh yes ? sex. Well, the best that he could do was to play fair and give an honest warning of any consequences of what they asked for.?How about something. You know what I was. And you keep hanging round. You know. You. Keep. Hanging. Around. Obviously you didn’t do it ‘because she’s a whore and I can score some easy pussy.’ So the other possibility is that you like the other parts of me.”“I have tried to demonstrate that, Mimi. Words are fine, but living it is better, I think.”“Didn’t matter, Tommy. I was scared. I hate what I was. I thought you’d hate it, too.”“I do,” I said. Another glance sideways, catching horror spreading. “But you’re NOT. ” “Yes, that’s more important at the minute,” Karl smiled. “Another year at least.” “You intend doing it together then?” Jerome smiled. “We always do things together. Don’t we, Karl?” “How many women have you fucked together?” The men laughed. “No idea,” Karl said. “Twenty? Twenty-five?” “More like thirty,” Jerome chipped in. “And do they eventually give up on you or do you give up on them?” Karl turned to her and shrugged his shoulders. “It depends,” he replied. “Things evolve.. Mir stank es ungemein, denn so mir war klar, daß ich frühestens gegen 3 Uhr morgens zu Hause sein konnte. War zwar nicht weiter schlimm, denn meiner Freundin hatte ich gerade den Laufpass gegeben, aber ich wollte nach einer Woche Schulung in Hamburg den nächsten Urlaubstag ganz für mich haben. Aber Martina, die geile Schlampe aus dem Kurs, wollte mit mir ein letztes Mal ficken und ich ließ mich natürlich nicht lange bitten.Martina war zwar nicht die Hellste und eigentlich nicht mein Typ Frau,.