I cant see shit! she laughed nervously. Oh, sorry, she said looking at me, acknowledging her swear word. I looked away, not sure what to say. How is s...hool going? Its summer, I mumbled with my head leaning against the window. Oh, right, She stopped at a red light and checked her phone. It was the last light before the two mile road to my house. There were hardly any cars out from what I could see. The ones that were out had their brights on and their wipers flailing just as wildly. She started. "He was the man who was wearing the 'Zorro' costume... I'd seen him at the party earlier," mom said, ignoring dad's question."You mean he's one of our friends? One of our neighbors? Who was he?" You must have seen him?" The guy with the cape? The full face mask?" dad asked. "Yeah, I think so." I had seen him in the house earlier... dancing with the woman dressed as a bunny... by the bar... then by the pool later..." mom said softly."Christ he had a big hat on, his face was completely covered,". I want that smell on my breath, up my nostrils, in my facial hair and all over my skin, so much so that after I'm gone and at the store or somewhere in the checkout line, I can totally and fully smell and taste your ass! I'm contacting guys who have that lean, hairless big cock with the perfect mushroom head for gliding over my prostate look, cocks that or cut/uncut but real veiny, textured, shaved and with great proportions. The kind of cock you might dream of getting as it comes through one. I little bit scared and little bit thanks to the god that there is some one on this lonely palace its seems to ilke a hounting palace. He was moving towards my self within few minutes he was was very near to me oh! My god! He was a dirty man arriound the age of 50 years he seems to be like sweeper or must be doing some dirty job his body was smelting badly old & dirty cloths he was wearing old coat & pant. White long hair upto his neck. Ah! Its quite difficult to tolarate this kind of man for.