Is he clean? Are you?’ ‘I don’t know’ ‘I’ve heard enough. You have half an hour. Get your stuff and get out. I’m calling the clinic for ...n STD check up’. *** Gonorrhoea. The bitch and her ex gave me fucking gonorrhoea. After a course of antibiotics I was clean but with the STD and being thoroughly pissed off at Tina, I hadn’t slept with anyone for six months. My life had slipped completely. I was failing at work, depressed all the time, sl**ping badly and eating poorly. My friends tried to help. "Rick!" I called out. "What is it John?" he asked back, not letting thedisappointment of me obviously having failed to turn back come out toomuch. "What should I wear? My clothes are dirty from digging andfalling of my bike!." "Oh! Err, you look to be as tall as my mom so sheshould probably have something that fits you," he replied. 'Great, morewomen's clothes...' "Ok!" I replied. "And John... Be sure to wrap yourtowel around your breasts," he said. Stepping out of the bathroom Ifound Rick. She had me kneel on the room's bed and got behind me, trying to slide the other end of the dildo into me. It just wasn't stiff enough to do a good job of penetration. I suppose it felt like being fucked with a semi-hard cock. She tried valiantly to get it in and fuck me but it just wasn't the right equipment for the job. Instead, she used a dildo and fucked me by hand for a bit. We went back to her living room and she bound me over her ottoman as before. Then she gave me a treat that I will. He was tall and skinny and had an odd look about him."Oh Bobby," Eva gushed. "I can't wait for our date Saturday night. Have you planned anything special for us?" Uh huh," Bobby replied with a confused look on his face. Quickly the look turned into a smirk. "Yeah, something special."He grinned evilly as he slid his hand down her back until it rested squarely on her rear end. With a little pinch, he made his intentions known.Eva squealed."Bobby Jones, you watch your hands!" she giggled as she.