Not that Clive thought of himself as homophobic, more heterosexually protective. He admitted he was afraid of the idea of men on men and all that side...of things, but he didn't mean anything by it. Anyway through his fear, (and level of consumption) he had managed to get himself sitting in the beauty parlour where his wife worked. The only saving grace was she wasn't here to watch this humiliation, though she would see him tomorrow.He just hoped Darren didn't do anything too permanent. Earlier. You might show a little respect, especially you, Jeremy. Ben is still young, he can be forgiven.'Actually Jeremy himself had come in that day dressed rather like an overgrown schoolboy in a royal blue blazer with gold braiding; the pair of them made the place look like a fancy dress shop. At the centre of Alicia's headdress was a cobra's head, possibly stuffed, but certainly dead. I gave in to the temptation to hold out one of her Garibaldi biscuits towards it, and asked, 'Does it eat squashed. I thought every guy knew some of the things they did to me." Like what?" I dared to ask.Melanie blushed and her face got a dreamy smile. "One guy used to love to go down on me. He'd eat me out for hours at a time. And I had a gay boyfriend who taught me how to really suck a cock!" You learned from a pro, huh?" I laughed. She giggled and I kissed her on the forehead."I like not being in charge," she said softly. "I don't want to be raped or anything like that. But I want a guy who is masculine. Wasn’t she such a trusting, lovely and fuckable woman. But in this challenge and giving him a lead star she was dog’s meat. It would be a close finish if she had to give him 100 yards, so to be safe he’d not hit his hat till 150 yards. ‘Good racing. I trust you,’ she yelled, as he took off. Nath groaned. Why did she have to fucking say that. He hit his hat at what he estimated was 130 yards and leaning over Ned’s neck shouted at him to show Rustproof who was the fastest gee-gee. Nath groaned.