’ the old man explained, shifting in his seat. He gulped down the half-empty glass of water lying on the table and continued. ‘One day, he was fig...hting at the local ‘akhaada’ (arena) in a sword-fighting competition.’ ‘He won, didn’t he?’ Mohan jumped eagerly waiting for an answer, like a hungry St Bernard waiting for his bone. ‘No he didn’t.’ the grandfather replied simply, shaking his head ever-so-slightly. ‘But why?’ Mohan whined, ‘You said he was so good.’ ‘I know. But you see, while he. I will freely admit I love sucking cock. And, it is really true, guys give the best head."We were quiet for a few minutes as we polished off our last beers. "So," he asked, "you want me to prove it and suck your cock?"Despite our conversation, his question shocked me. "I dunno, this is all getting a little weird for me. We've been friends a long time, I just don't know what I am feeling right now." Look, here's the thing. I'm horny, you're horny. We both admitted we like dick. I even admitted. I've always had these secret desires regarding the medical profession, and me and my husband used to play sexy games with me as a patient and he examining me - measuring my opening (before and after)with a tape measure, drawing it thru my legs to arouse me. And as we sat talking, the naughty thoughts of those days started flooding back into my mind. I wanted it for real with this man and, after a few drinks, started telling him all my sexual problems. Pressing my leg against his and then. "You better do Tom at Alpha Eta Pi or I'm selling you back to Juan." Jim threatened.Barbara finally tracked Tom down. Tom worked at the school's TV station. Their transmitter could barely reach to the end of town, but Tom still had a loyal audience for his show: "My Secret Life." People would come on his show, dressed in disguise, and tell a lurid story about themselves. Most of the stories were either sex or drug related. Tom mistook Barbara for his guest that day and sat her down to.