..I wants your egg.” He grins at me, and I begin to realise that he must have some sort of problem. “Well...okay...I’ll go and fetch one for yo...,” I reply. "Just wait there.” “I wants your egg,” he says again. “That one - in there.” He points towards my abdomen. I stare at him blankly, not understanding him. “I wants to fertilize your egg. With my cock. For ten pence.” A sudden feeling of panic stirs inside me, and I take an involuntary step back. He is standing, still with that odd grin. ‘Where is she?’ He was beginning to feel desperate, and was just a few minutes away from a panic attack. ‘Need I remind you that there is the matter of five million dollars paid to the network and my production company if you reneg on this?’ ‘Call my lawyer, Ron. And be sure that you mention how you tried to deliberately sway the show in what a lot of sane people would call racism.’ He let that sink in for a few seconds. Where was this bravado coming from he wondered. ‘Now tell me where she is,. Tapped on my butt saying naughty boy and covered me with a towel she had in her hand that was very much a green signal but I did not have enough guts to go further and waited for another chance. From then on I started to remain nude at home when no one is there at my home except me and my mom once I hugged my mom from behind being naked and she felt my tool.She asked me to wear dress but I refused to wear saying that you have seen me nude and what is the use of wearing a dress. She smiled and. ”Fred now smiling, “Just do it!” And they do. Fred’s father watches intently from the sideline. Part of him wants to cuss a bloody storm. Part of him senses that something wonderful is happening to his son. As Fred and Roy walk off the field Fred sees his father, “Oh, no! All hell’s gonna break loose.” Suddenly Mr. Weber starts crying uncontrollably. Fred quickly runs to him, throwing his arms around him, “It’s OK Dad!” Mr. Weber loses his breathe in panic. “Dad, I don’t think we ever even.