After each shave, he would wipe the lather on his other palm. As he tilted my head to shave my sidelocks, I noticed something. I was surprised to see ...hat his lungie had parted slightly and his DICK was sticking out. I could clearly see the head of a thick cock taking a peek out of his clothing.It felt strange to me. It was scary but also exciting at the same time. My previous incident with the stranger on the train came rushing into my head (That is another story of my first gay experience).. I couldn’t believe the power she displayed when she launched off the board for a school record long-jump. Wow! That girl has legs! I couldn’t stick around for all the awards and the congratulatory kisses as I’d left a working crew and Doc with the red hat. I got back for another two hours of painting.The first week of May was crap. The temperature fell again so there were only a couple hours a day that were above fifty degrees. And rain. And rain. And rain. By Thursday the rain was so heavy and. "Dave, I want you to drive the Shagging Waggon at weekends, and a couple of times in the week. It will mean giving up driving for Jonjo, but I will see you won't be any worse off, money wise." Shagging waggon?"Baz laughed. "It's what we call the people carrier used by Butcher's Corporate Hospitality Company to transport eye candy to trade fairs, and to corporate piss ups for clients. The cargo consists of long haired blondes, with long legs and short skirts, tits to die for, and cock sucking. She was the only woman in the place, other than the lady behind the glass at the counter. She summoned her confidence and walked past two young men dressed in construction wear. She knew their sexual thoughts like she could see into their minds.She got to the glass barrier and noticed the woman look her up and down, clearly surprised by her custom."Can I help you, doll?" The voice was robotic, coming through a small speaker positioned on the side."Yes. I would like to make a bet, please," she.