“I ordered pizza and you are going to answer the door and pay.” I nervously opened the door and saw a middle aged man. He looked up and smiled. I ...aw his eyes crawl all over me. He asked if he had the right address and in the most feminine voice that I could muster I answered that it was. He handed over the pizza and I paid. His hand lingered longer than necessary in my hand. He leered at me and said he was happy to deliver any time day or night. I thanked him and said good night. Shakily I. He turned expecting to see a line of boys behind him only to find me standing there bug eyed. He bent down, yanked up his jeans and dashed out the door. Then seconds later he stuck his head back into the shed and dropped a dollar into a coffee can next to the door. The tin can was so full the dollar he dropped tumbled off the pile and fell to the floor. He hesitated trying to decide whether to pick the dollar bill up or not, when finally he just turned and disappeared out our back gate.I turned. It started when I was in the military that I had my first encounter with a big dick. I was staying in a hotel in San mataya with a friend and we were invited to a party. I was surprised when we got there that there was only men there. There was an older guy his name was Russell. I was a young 19 and he and I got into quick conversation. As we talked I noticed his bulge in his pants,I grew curious about why he he looked horny. I asked him where the girls. She was unlucky.‘You have got to be fucking shitting me, karma!’ I thought to myself. Instead of saying something witty or supportive, I just couldn’t help myself. I began laughing at the universe. When I couldn’t stop immediately, that just made me laugh harder. Jane eventually went from smiling, to frowning, to angry. It was only her opening the door with the intent of storming off that got me to quit. I quickly got hold of myself and her wrist and promised her between gulps of air that it.