Middle-aged, receding hairline, light olive complexion, and relatively fit. He seemed to be the sales-man guy who’d sucked me off earlier. He now ha... the polished look of a car salesman. The man in the middle urinal was in his mid-twenties, probably Latino, and he quickly looked over his shoulder to examine me as I entered the restroom. Middle-urinal guy was dressed in the comfort-first manner of many Latinos in Southern California at the time, loose and flowing. I went to the sink and feigned. Repeated threateningly."... Yuki..." came the sobbing reply."Well, Yuki, you know what's gonna happen now?"The girl nodded negatively."Well, I'll tell ya what's gonna happen. You gonna get the fuck of your life!"The girl screamed and tried to break away, but she was no match for the two strong men holding her down.Her eyes widened in panic as T.J. completed his nudity by slipping off his briefs, exposing his fourteen inches of ramrod manhood."He'll kill her," exclaimed Vickie, "She's so small,. As I watched TV, I thought back to the day before when he actually was teaching me how to drive a stick shift with his car. He was very patient and afterward we went to the local adult bookstore to pick up the magazine we had been looking at. While he was coaching me on shifting he would occasionally stop and say, how are you going to thank me for the lessons? I would just laugh and say Well work it off somehow. To which he would we'll see how you'll pay as he lightly slapped my thigh. We. . ," Mom started.I just waved my hands and got up."Please. Not right now," I said as I got up and left the kitchen to go to my apartment. "I need to focus on football."I know it sounded lame, but I couldn't deal with this.When I walked outside, it had started to snow. I had a feeling we were in for a big storm. The real danger with a storm this time of year was if it warmed up a little, and then the temperature plummeted. When that happened, we could be looking at an ice storm. We were a little.