"Okay, I wish for a new truck!" he said. Just as quick as that, a brand new Chevy flatbed truck appeared where his old one once stood. Jimmy went out... to look at his new truck. He opened the door and sat in the plush seat, he looked at the dash and the interior. Then he went and looked at the engine and walked all around the vehicle before returning to the porch. "Does this 'truck' meet with your approval, Jimmy?" "Yes, it's wonderful! Thank you. This will make work so much nicer and easier.". The aroma was very heady smelled of piss and cum it got me hot, I got half hardon just from the aroma it was semi dark there was one light bulb painted green on in the whole place along each wall were booths with curtins around each one maybe eight per side with a fairly large open area. There were a few guys in there some look like military types, others that looked like construction guys. I went to one of the booths and placed some of the coins into the slot the projector started with a movie. He looked at the license. He smelled of stale beer and cigars. ‘Ain’t I seen you someplace before?’ He squinted one eye at me. ‘Circus,’ I said. ‘I came through here last year with Ringling Brothers.’ ‘What you do?’ ‘Animal act. Cats.’ His eyes bugged. ‘Lions?’ ‘Pussy,’ I said. I looked straight a. him. He turned his head a little to one side. ‘You ain’t kidding?’ He watched my eyes. ‘No. Just Pussy. Little cats,’ I told him. ‘Where do you keep them?’ ‘They got ate up.’ ‘Huh?’ ‘Dog act ate them. “Over the bed,” she said pointing to the hospital bed along one side of the room. She smeared gel over her index finger as he positioned himself alongside the bed and bent over it.Her index finger probed his ass hole, “How’s that?” she asked. She didn’t need an answer as his cock suddenly went absolutely rigid, “Are you sure you’re not queer?” she asked.“No, its your tits digging in my back and your perfume,” he insisted.“Don’t pretend Broadstairs, I know you like my finger up there, just.