The street walker pulls her skirt up and I can see that she's not gotanything but her pussy underneath. That and some very arousing garters.I'm beginn...ng to realize that what I've been feeling all this time isloneliness. Then I remember that I am actually very unhappy, and thishooker isn't going to change that. Sex probably wouldn't hurt anything,I think.I give a nod, and hand the hooker my bottle of Therapist. There's a goodfour fingers left but she knocks it back like it's Coca-cola and she's. Reggie let me in saying, "You sure stirred up a hornet's nest, Chuck."Ms. White introduced me to Howard Smith, U.S. Marshal. We shook hands and he motioned for me to sit. "Tell me, Mr. Johnson, where exactly did you find all this information that you gave Mrs. White."I told him the story, and afterward he asked. "Have you had any conversations with the director?" He came by earlier and asked that I give him anything unusual that I might find in the office. He seemed happy that I had thrown. Oh fuck I like that! I like your hands on me. Oh baby please eat me? Please eat your mother's ass? Yes, yes, ohhhh yes please eat my ass and my cunt sweetie. My tight fucking ass and my juicy cunt! Oh I want you to eat me so bad! I want to feel your mouth, lips and tongue on my cunt. Yes eat your mother's most intimate parts, I want you to totally enjoy them, they are yours to play with as you wish." Without saying a word, I got down on my knees behind my mother and pushed my face between her. And there's absolutely no excitement to it at all. Just whacking a ball toward a hole barely twice the size of the ball, with no distractions or defending of the hole allowed, and the only obstacles are in the landscape around the hole. How much more difficult would the game be if there was somebody guarding the hole, like a goalie? Or if you had only a certain amount of time to hit the ball--like 10 seconds--before someone the size of a linebacker clotheslined you? Without any of that, how.