“What a wonderful idea!” Lissa said. “I want to do it, too!”“Why don’t we do a ballgame next weekend? Just for the four of us?”“Wait. ...Which four?”“A date.”“Okay. Are the Mariners in town?”“No. But the Aquasox are.”“The who?”“It’s our farm team up in Everett. A lot cheaper than Safeco and just as much fun, I’m told. It probably would have been a better place to take the boys for their first time out, but they had fun and it wasn’t too crowded.”“Who gets to ask our girlfriend?”“We’d probably. You know you cuck boys have to wait your turn." I know," William responded.Brian took off his pants and handed them to William, who laid them neatly across a chair, and the Brian stood in front of me with his gorgeous cock at my face. "Mmm..." I moaned, and I tapped the cushion next to me. "Come sit next to me, cuck boy," I instructed William. "Now hold that real man cock in place for me." William held Brian's cock by the base. I looked up at Brian and ever so gently took the giant head of. Every week or so they kill up to ten pigs. Your friend, Spike, calls it 'slaughterday'." A bit poetic for Spike." They sell prime pork to one of the big food wholesalers. The ears and feet and other bits go to a pet-food manufacturer. The blood is sold to a firm of sausage makers. Nothing is wasted. What little is left is ground up very small and then kiln dried, then it's ground again into a fine, grey, powder. It is sold as blood and bone fertilizer." My God!" Helen gasped."Spike boasted the. Abhijit babur stri nijer pujo achha niye thake ar ekhon to choda chudir proti kono agroho-i dekhai na. Tar opor abhijit babur oi akhamba mota bara dheke oner stri khub bhoi pan, keno na protyek bar choda chudir por or gude bhison batha hoi, satdin khuriye cholte hoi. Bari te strir choda chudi te kono ichche na thaka te abhijit babu garm er joto bou ar meyeder gud mere nijeke shanto koren. Abhijit babur khete anek meye kamin er kaj kore. Ei meye der modhye theke sundori juboti bou der poisa-r.