I'd gotten my first blow job from a guy, years before a woman had found her way to my cock and I'm not put off by a guy who likes to suck, but in the ...oods in the dark does make me think twice. "What did you have in mind?" I answered and from around the tree I made out the form of a small man as he came into the dim light. "Anything that make that happy" pointing to my cock, still dripping out the last drops of recycled brew. "Right now it needs a good shake" chuckling a bit as I started to. They wore head harness's and some wore blinders like horses.The first race started and the girls raced around the short track once, with a jockey in the cart being pulled. Jennifer sat in shock watching it with her mouth open in disbelief. She closed her mouth and settled back on the couch. The first race ended and the winner was being petted like a horse as she was introduced to the crowd that was apparently behind the camera. There were cheers for all the girls as they were introduced to the. "Harold, Cynthia! Both of you, come on down here. I'm ready to try my Ley Detector." Lie detector?" Harold clumped heavily down the stairs. Cynthia followed at his heels, peering over his shoulder as he pushed open the heavy metal door that cut Professor Maundersly's laboratory off from the rest of the basement. "What's this about a lie detector?" Not lie detector, you moron. Ley detector, as in Ley lines!" The Professor combed his fingers through his straggly beard where dirty brown hairs. ” I nodded. “Then I can do that this way. I know I can make it through her. It’s what I know, I know how to deal with it, I don’t…” Her voice choked up as she continuted. “I don’t know if I can do anything else. I don’t know if I can be normal. And what if I go somewhere else and they hate me too? I couldn’t take that! I couldn’t take someone else not loving me. If I was put in another home that didn’t like me, I don’t think I could take it. I need to believe that somewhere out there, someone.