"I have no idea," I lied. "Which is more important the sissy boys or the money?" I asked."The money of course. If they didn't get the guys, they will ...be out of their misery at least." Jerrod said it like a true bad ass. After a little more thought he added, "It would probably be easier for us if they drowned." Jerrod make up your fucking mind. We could have easily taken care of that last night, but you were adamant that they have a chance." I said."I'm just saying. Geese Maxine take it easy. We. She was sociable and intellectually engaging in a way like she was a younger version of Colette, perhaps the kind of woman that for whatever reason was attracted to a male like me. And like the randy airline stewardess she made it plain that she both enjoyed playing and that her intentions to play with me were right on the surface. I was too young to get involved in a serious romantic situation with a girl and so far, had never been bitten by the lovebug. So, I was looking forward to the sexual. Angelica stood up and striped her skirt and her bra. The first time I saw her exposing parts of her body only her husband and I had seen. She dropped on her knees in front of Ralf’s chair and unbuckled his belt, pilled his jeans and pants of and out came a nice cock nearly as big as mine. She licked her lips and only after seconds took it in her mouth. She hadn’t even kissed this guy and now she had his cock in her mouth. You could tell by the look of Ralf’s face that he was enjoying the blow. " That's what we were thinking. We also figured out that I may have blown at least one opportunity." Really, how so?" You know that image I got of a guy in cell, the one in the straight jacket and mask?" Sure, I think we talked about it, at least we discussed the idea that he may be schizophrenic and that maybe one of his alternate personalities is in control and that's what keeps you from bridging him. 'The Man in the Iron Mask, ' I think Shannon called it. The suggestion being that the guy in.