We would kick and say phrases like: "did it hurt well? I didn't even feel", "ah let go of scandal, nor did it hurt!" We took odd or even to see who wa... going to kick kkkkkkk, each one picked a ball and aimed the kick at it .... we were also trying to hit his bag with a ping pong ball ....Or I would ask him, "What are the balls for?" and while he did not answer "to kick" we would not stop assaulting his bag. When he said it was to kick, we only obeyed: kicked. kkkkkkkkkHis bag turned red!When we. What a deceiving little bitch she was, with her warm smile and cold eyes... but at that very moment she was little more than a cheap whore masochistically loving the erotic torment the imbecile was thrusting into her moist, upthrust vagina.Bitch!And weren't they all! Parasites... Even worse than the so- called males that drifted to them. At least, the boys moved on, but these cock-struck broads... it was almost as if the word had spread regarding Rudy's protective wing. They came and they clung. I had no problem. Then, she told me I would have to wait at her home for that. I took her address and she left in her scoot. I freshen up at home and went to her address. She just arrived as I was about to alight the auto. She took me to her flat in the 20th Floor. Once I was inside I could see her lingerie’s laying around for getting dried. Her petticoat was lying on the cot. She straight away went to kitchen and yelled back to have seat. I just sat in a small stool totally embarrassed. She. I walked over to the window, climbed up on to the window frame and stepped across the 20 foot gap. I turned, when I was back in my apartment. Stella was asleep, still naked. I quickly stepped across the gap again and grabbed the rug hanging over the back of one of her chairs. I placed it over her and switched off the light. Within 10 minutes I was hurtling through the city. I had a bag on my back full of the clothes that I had gathered. Before I had left I had taken another calorie shake. The.