All blocked. At last. At last.I set the brushes down and stare curiously, empty canvas morphed to life-like depth. It isn’t anything earth shatterin.... It’s not a van Gogh. But… it is something, profound even. To me at least. It’s you, captured, as you should be.I nod, stretch, and walk over to the bed. You’re wiggling and mewling lasciviously, toes curling, teeth biting lower lip as an orgasm works its way through your petite frame. The joint, smoldering in an ash trash on the nightstand, is. One arm wrapped around my waist while the other hand covered my mouth. Then everything went black. My body was dragged into the ally by the mysterious man. He took me to a area behind a dumpster where we could be hidden from anyone. He carefully laid me down on the ground. He slowly moved his hands up and down my clothed body. he then ran his hands through my brown curly hair. He hands kept moving all over my body, first he rubbed his fingers on my lips then slowly moved down to my jeans and. Nana told him to sit down and she went to the refrigerator and got them both a long glass of home made Lemonade. Troy swallowed his in one gulp and Nana poured him another. He thanked her and said that he should get going. “Is there anything else I can help you with before I leave?” Troy asked. Nana told him that she was going to knock off gardening now, but if he would like to come around one other day, he could maybe help her with some tree lopping. Troy told her that he had a TAFE course for. This is my testicles," I said holding my ball sack out for them to see. "They are called mainly balls as I'm sure Larry already knows, there are two round ball-like things in the sack. Testicles are also called 'the boys', rocks and 'the family jewels' or just jewels. Sometimes you hear kids talking about protecting the family jewels. This is what they mean, protecting your testicles. I'm sure Larry has hit them or been hit in them by something. It smarts really bad doesn't it? Well that is why.