He didn't, but I saw no reason to impart that kind of damage to him. He wasn't evil, just an idiot.I walked out and looked at him, as he got up, shook...his head again, and looked like he was about to try me again."Listen, you try one more time, and I'm actually going to try to hurt you."All the fight went out of him, and he looked at me in one of the most realistic impression of a retard I'd ever seen."You weren't trying?" he asked."No."He grimaced."Now, dude, would you kind of leave?"He got. There was no sound because the newscaster was speaking, but it was obvious from the darkening of her face that the woman was being viciously strangled."As you can see in this brief scene from her world-renown Tri-d recording, she is not resisting and actually has her arms around the underground actor, Vince Doesmore, embracing him as he does, indeed, cruelly murder her."This was the main line of defense in the death of the underground star – he 'had her permission' to kill her, therefore it. Soon it will be impossible to pee into the toilet. I pull him by his cock towards me and then turn to face the bath. He gets where I’m going. I pull him to stand beside me facing the side of the bath tub. Now however bad our aim, it will at least end up in something.Paul reaches for my erection and pulls back my foreskin. I do the same to him. I take the plunge and let some pee go. My cock twitches under the pressure and Paul is surprised. He grins and says he’s never done this or even thought. "And we need a medical team, too, to replace the implants and give primary care."Zahlman looked to Terry, "Are these medical teams all male?" Yes. Is that a problem?" The women must be treated only by women. Here in the CA, it's the individual's option, but these people have religious attitudes, and I'll bet anything they'll go nuts if a man touches one of the women, especially to install a med implant on the inside of her thigh." Absolutely, Zahlman," Pru said, turning to Terry. "A mixed med.