So what is a guy to do, he goes out and does it all over again, except this time it was a tourist from Denmark, a man, who has expressed his interest ...nd flattered the shit outta me. I’m no whore, but the right words from anyone will make me want to fulfill whatever desires they possess, at least those that I’m good for. I’ve got black hair, dark chocolate eyes, light brown skin, a 7” cut cock that’s slightly thicker than most, and an ass that has gotten me into more fun trouble than I could. Sure enough, in a basin formed by crisscrossing ridges, the fighters moved through a shifting haze of dust kicked up by their pounding feet. The tiger lizard, a young one but little larger than Orzad's pony, circled warily around the larger gronch. It rose up on its hind legs to dart in at the other lizard, then dropped back to all fours as the gronch's lashing tail drove it back. The gronch kept its heavy greenish gray body close to the ground, its legs spread wide to give leverage to its. You gone on, I’ll catch up,” she pretended to pout as she held a pair of green bikini panties in front of her jeans, not even turning around to look at my totally dumb-founded Homer Simpson look.(Aw, God… don’t do that! You don’t need to hold that bra like that too!)Suddenly, checking out those new waders and fishing gear didn’t seem like such a good idea. And as far as oil for the car, well, I figured I could just get some later… I mean, just because we damn near blew the engine that one time. "It's all right, I'm all alone; I'd be glad of the company. "The lump in my throat made talking difficult."You... you're looking... what are..." I subsided into silence and just stared at her. Her luminosity affected me the way it always had, but not having seen her for twenty years left me unable to cope with the impact."Roy. Are you all right?" The concern in her voice, the love, and the friendship were the final straws and I started to cry."Roy, what is it?" She grabbed my hand. As always.