" "What's wrong with it?" Jennie asked me, "it looks straight from here."she rolled back to look at it."It's not the shaft, it's the yoke. Look see th...is crack? And up here seewhere it's beaten against the transmission hump. Some one's been dragracing this baby." I pointed out where the shaft had come loose.Once I had it down I slid all the way out from under the car with it.then tried to roll it over toward the bench. The end with the damagedyoke told its own story. It was bent at a point where. By then time said was naked my dick was bobbing with each heartbeat. She said I'm going to shower you go in the den and wait for me. By the time she came in the den my erection had completely gone but as soon as I saw her it started back up. She had on a pair of coffee colored thigh high stockings , high heels and that's all. Her perky thirty four B cups must have been happy to see me because her nipples were rock hard. I stood up and offered my hardon to her. She took it in her right hand and. This one was twice the size in Columbus and had a house attache3d to it with six bedrooms for filming. Every room was different in look and coloration. I think I recognized one of the rooms from my ‘research!’The manager of this facility is the lovely Nina Hartley, who still looks amazing at over 65. She goes on tour occasionally and thus her co-manager is the equally lovely but retired from filming Sasha Grey.When I went there alone, the place was busy. With many things going on. I checked in. He didn't take ittoo well."Victoria and I spoke for hours that night. We did not decide anythingjust rehashed old ground. However, I did resolve to talk to some of myclients.The following day I plucked up the courage to go and see two of myclients. Both of them said that they knew that I wore women's underwearand they both said that they did not care how I dressed as long as Imade every effort to look good and not like a caricature.I was relieved and decided that whilst I was on a roll I.