Please I'm so bored.OK, OK.Good I'll start.Truth.Ummm....ummm....Just ask a fuckin' question. The more personal the better.OK have you ever been kisse...?What the fuck, that's your question??Umm.. yeah.I'll start with truth. Has a girl ever given you a handjob?What the fuck Kim, what kind of question is that??It's the truth question!Has a girl ever given you a fuckin' hand job or not?Yes.Come on elaborate. Did she make you cum? Was it in her mouth, on her tits, her face?Not that hot. I came on a. “Cool,” he said, before daringly resuming, “If I win, I’ll get to fuck your arse, and if you win you can fuck my arse.”His statement was totally beyond my comprehension. After observing him disbelievingly for a moment, I replied, “That won’t work for me because I really don’t want to fuck you, and besides, I’m not fucking gay!”“What do you drink?” Freddy asked as if my comment had completely bypassed him.“Whiskey, why do you ask?” I replied frowning.“Well, if you beat me I’ll buy you a bottle. We exchange smiles just as the train departs. The next stop is a pretty dead station. Like clockwork though the train stops and this time the doors behind me open. I’m pushed out by lil mama as she makes her way out, behind me.“Ummmmm, this isn’t my stop miss lady.”“But it is today. You look too damn good for me not to have my way with you.”“Ummm, I have to be to work.” The train takes off.“Looks like we have to catch the next train.”Her little dominant ass had me backed onto a pillar by this. He'd already attached his property for payment. Who was it?"Sit down here," the guard ordered.Traubel sat and waited to see who would appear on the other side of the Plexiglas panel. A moment later, a very tall, very tough looking man sat down opposite him and picked up the handset on his side. Roger picked up his set and waited for the stranger to begin."Roger Traubel?" It was a forceful voice and to Roger's mind, quite cold."Yah ... who are you?" That's not important, but what I'm going to.