My best friend was getting married and my friends and I threw him a bachelor's party at a friends house. I had been curious towards one day hiring a t...ranny for sex, and had been driving while drunk on weekends around the red light district in my city where all the trannys were.At the party we got extremely wasted and it was fun. We hired some sexy strippers and I had sex in my friend's bathroom with one of them. But there was something off my sex drive that night and after fucking the stripper. I immediately ran to the room wore a T-shirt and ran down only to find the Activa disappeared.In order to wait there, I started a conversation with the watchman of the apartment asking his whereabouts and stuff like that. I was hoping that the lady will go. Almost an hour later, no clue of the active and I came back to the room. That watchman became so friendly that every day after dinner I talked to him for a while.One lucky day I found that the lady resides in the very apartment. (I was. Trying to control the uncontrollable rage that he was feeling at the moment he said through clench teeth, ‘Rita, you have two minutes to get dressed and get out of this room. If you chose to stay, I won’t be held responsible for your physical safety.’ She stopped what she was doing to give him and cold stare and an angry retort, but the look in his eyes, told her that she didn’t want to stick around to see what would happen. Hastily she leapt off the bed and got dressed. Finally Greg was angry.. " "I think it has something to do with brains," the scarecrow said. "Good enough," Dorothy said. "Let's go." We're off to see the Wizard, the wonderful Wizard of Ooz," they sang as they skipped down the road. Birds chirped in tune as Dorothy and the scarecrow skipped down the path, singing and dancing the Wizard of Ooz song. Little Toto barked in counterpoint, and flowers opened whenever they drew near, spilling their sweet scent into the air. "Much more of this and I'm going to puke," Dorothy.