As Nate, Mitch and Lara moved to join her, Jason scoffed. "See, this is what I mean. You guys can't do anything without talking to her first." "Shut u..., Jason." Mitch glared at him, then turned to the others. "I don't believe this shit." "Me neither," Ryan agreed. She felt calmer than she might have expected to, and put it up to the surprise. "So, what do we do?" "I say we toss his ass out on the street, and her with him." Lara glared and then realized what she'd said. "Sorry, Nate." "No. The odd thing was… the voice almost sounded like it was coming from deep within a tunnel. Or a hole. It was so distant and echoey. This seems like a trap. Joyce resigned herself with continuing on before she was frightened by a much louder scream of terror.“Hello?” Joyce called into the alley. “Are you okay? Should I call the poli-““HELP! HE’S GOING TO KILL ME!”Joyce dropped her umbrella as the scream startled her. She looked around for a phone booth to call the police from. There! About 20. He nearly got his ass shot off, but though nothing was missing, he could not raise his penis. A peril I had not anticipated. He had not had a woman before his tour of combat, and now he has come home with a Purple Heart, and pair of blue balls. Some welcome for the hero. [And SHIT! I realizes, no grandchildren!] Public parades through town are nice, but private pubic places are even better. But no nookie for 'numb-nuts', or was it 'numb-putz'? My poor baby!Too bad we didn't have sex when. ” She took another sip of her drink. “Still, it’s important that you understand that I’m the exception rather than the rule. I don’t want you thinking that every women you meet is going to let you fuck her arse, or be willing to let you empty your balls all over her face.”If nothing else, my far from encouraging experiences with girls my own age had taught me something of the kind. I wanted to ask Mrs Hotter if there was any way of identifying women like her, if there was some distinguishing.