Eventually I grew tired of sitting around on my ass smelling all the adhesives curing under the carpet. I talked Ellen into drawing a security team an...d seeing the sights. The city was a huge tourist destination. It only figured that there was something to draw them, and we were going to find out what it was!Instead of wandering about blindly I resolved to let my bank balance open some doors. I hired a tour guide, car and driver to shepherd us around. We did the castle tour thing, visited the. I stay in good shape. I read fashion magazines for business. I know how to look good, especially in comparison to the other guys around here, most of whose knuckles drag on the ground when they walk. So, lots of women come on to me. Also, lots of women are really turned on about making out with a guy who they think is gay or bisexual. (No, I'm neither. If you called me "metrosexual", I would frown but not really disagree with you.)It's in my business interest to make women feel sexy and. Men imaginingwhat they would like to do to you. Women too perhaps. They could be lookingas I speak Fiona. Their eyes upon you, wanting you, desiring you. How doesit make you feel Fiona?? You shiver but this time not from the chill. ?It makes me feel I want to run.? Yourmind is spinning, what does the voice want? What is going on? You feel likea rabbit caught in the headlights of a car. Horrified and scared but unableto stop the events that have been set in motion. ?Lower your arms Fiona. Let. That was the image of my 15-year-old sister."Go in and look at your face, Stef?" I suggested.She hopped off the bed and walked into the bathroom."Oh my God!" she said making mom and me laugh out loud. She came out all cleaned up. She looked embarrassed."Don't worry little sister," I said. "It's not a big deal. Are you ready for your turn?" Don't you need some time to ... reload?" Stefani said with a straight face."My nuts are always making more," I said."Really, I never paid very much attention.
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