Anyway, as it turned out we were both doing the Great North Run so we decided to spice the weekend up a bit. It was all arranged to meet up as strange...rs, so on Friday after work I packed my rucksack and headed up the A19 and checked into my hotel. We were due to meet at 8 so I had a shower and changed into my running gear. At 8 on the dot I was jogging round a local park (several miles from her house, so as not to bump into anyone she knew) when I saw her jogging towards me... OMG skype really. My only option was to head straight to the locker room since there was no way to hide the bulge in my gym shorts.As I stood there alone I tried for about five minutes to get rid of my erection, but every time it started to soften I found myself picturing her ass and became hard again within seconds. There was only one thing that was going to solve my problem and lucky for me I had the locker room to myself. I went over to the showers, which were open style but since I was the only man there it. The idea was to lure a gorilla inside. To set fruits or nuts or even something more enticing inside and sit and wait for a gorilla to step in, then watch as the weight of his body automatically tripped a lever that would pull the remaining mesh webbing down on him and seal him off from exiting again.There would of course, be provisions made for him to stay there. Food and water could be put inside, and he would be able to see out, but it was a well-documented fact according to Dr. Fortner, that. But he is the man I love, so what does that matter? His soul is much like his body in many ways, but it shines with love and compassion, and a kind of heroic glory that is seldom seen in seriously handsome men. I know it, for I know what he is inside. Or at least, I think I know. The tub is almost full now, so I pull off my shirt and shorts and step into the water, sitting down and turning off the faucets. In order to give him room to get in, I bend my knees and hold them close against my.