. Ihr wart fast zwei Tage imReich des Traumes..."Max' Gehirn arbeitete auf Hochtouren. Hatte sie ihn grade Kriegeringenannt? Krieger mit den Sufix f?r...Frauen?!? Und bewusstlos war ergewesen? Er hatte das hier alles f?r einen Traum gehalten."Eh...danke... wo bin ich nochmal?" In Tarashir, meine Liebe" - da schon wieder, er wurde als Weibtituliert."Ich bin ein Mann!!", br?llte er ihr fast entgegen, doch anstatt dieAugen gro? aufzureisen, l?chelte sie nur milde."Ist gut...wollt ihr uns nicht euren. Since I was alone I of course started jacking off. I soon came on the shower floor. Afte rthat I finished washing, dried off and left. I did that the next night, too. On the third night, I got naked, started the shower, jumped in and started soaping up. Then the door opened and a guy about mid-to-late forties walks in. He was not too bad looking, nice body for an older guy. I immediately stopped jacking off and pretended to wash myself. He couldnt see my body behind the divider so he didnt see. We walked in and it was kind of dark but I could see that it was all males in there and as soon as we got inside he put his arm around me and walked me to a booth . We sat down next to each other and made small talk while we waited to order , he told me he liked my pictures mostly of my ass and I told him I liked his .When a waiter came he ordered for both of us and as we sat there he was rubbing my leg and took my hand and put it on his cock , he was already semi hard . I didn't know what to. Linda could feel his eyes on her, but she didn’t mind. In fact, she thought that it might at least take his mind off the cold and their dire situation for a moment. Then she wondered if Davey had actually ever seen a naked woman in person. She knew he had seen pictures, because she had found some men’s magazines between his mattress and box springs… along with some wadded up tissue that she quickly surmised was used to clean himself after a vigorous masturbation session. She never said anything.