Out of these days he still had some buffers of bag balm, something like vaseline, and perfectly to be used as lubricant for any hole, pussy, butthole ...nd equal if for fucking or fisting. Well nothing for use with rubber, but what are these holes for, if not to make them a nice warm breeding.Out of one of his buckets, grandpa took a good hand full of this grease, as grandpa told me some years later, a perfect grease to lube the pussy of a female horse, for whatever he ment, and covered mom's. The cab was waiting. When the driver saw us he rushed around and opened the door. As I passed him getting in the car he whispered to me. “Jesus, man. What do you do, put something in the water or just hypnotize them?” We had reservations at a famous, seafood restaurant right on the water near Fisherman's Wharf. I hoped they'd survive the night. I sat in the middle of the taxi's back seat. The girls sat on each side of me, beautiful skin everywhere. They were taking turns sticking their tongues. Use the try-square to mark from your faces – don’t just work round in one direction, because your lines won’t meet.”I watched as she followed my instructions to the letter.“Good. Use this, which is called a ‘bench hook’” I held up a wooden construction – a flat piece of wood with two pieces screwed to it, placed it on the bench with one piece of wood stopping it from sliding, and the other, on top, opposite, “to stop your work sliding around. Use the tenon saw,” I held up my old brass-backed. But who was he talking to?"He's got a mouth of gold and some pretty faggot panties on," was all I heard as the door opened. "Hey bitch boy, this is my buddy Fred. He wants to see if your mouth is as good as I told him it was. I want you to treat him with the same respect you show me faggot," he said as they were both laughing. I could tell Fred liked seeing me humiliated too. "Open," was all daddy said and all he needed to say.With the blindfold on I opened my mouth for whatever dick was in.