What came out in the open had me giggling with amazement,Clair andmy wife met these guys in a local park in Manchester that was well known for dogging...and what started out in her and my wife doing it to wind `old blokes` up turned into them addicted to sex with strangers,no strings attached regular sex.So i asked Clair to do me one favour and id destroy the video, i asked her to let me know when they was going to the next session and that she was to blindfold my wife as they was in the act.I. . you’ve got to snap out of this. He’s not the Terminator. He’s just a very big, very tough, very fast, very well-trained guy.”“It ain’t getting my ass beat, you know that. I been beat before – there’s always a bigger, meaner sumbitch. But Dyke, I always hurt ‘em. May not have given as good as I got – hell, you were there for some of the fights I didn’t manage that – but I always hurt ‘em.“This guy ... I didn’t. Not at all.”“I can see how that would spook you...”“Yeah ... and part of it’s the. I wont look." i saidi walked around the corner. for a few seconds then came back around to find her naked.very suprised she yelled " hey! im naked!" what, are you not thankfull that im helping you get dressed?" i saidconfused as all hell, she decided she didnt want to piss this girl off. after all she was helping her. or so she thought.i walked over and held the jean shorts open for her to step into. once she did i pulled them up pretty hard, seeing how they were too small for her. once those. I had no desire to lug a battery back let alone a gas can. Looking down at my attire, I grabbed my bag and decided to get a good deal from pervy Peter Anderson. He was always crude and rude but gave me a good deal, and I was obviously on a role in the flashing department. I'd miss teasing the old man at the dressing room but I had an easy shot with the horny and obviously depraved mechanic.It was a few blocks and around the corner and the neighborhood seemed quiet for the time of day. .