No help there. Id often spend hours trying to make my self cum. I tried every porn category. From armature to tranny. Nothing worked. Soon I sought r...duction. Too expensive for a pharmacist. After years of handjobs/BJs here and there I found my self in the market for a hooker. Wasn’t hard, one Friday night I took a walk to the 'bad' side of town. I past groups of whores as they tried to get my attention. I kept my head low and puffed my smoke. I was alone in the dark. Then I heard it…a slow. "Who's behind the plate?" I asked."McNally," said my catcher. "He'll be rubbing his big belly on my back, putting his hand on my shoulder. He's awful friendly, works on one knee." He used to call the outside one," I said as pitching coach Marvin Marshall flipped pages in his loose-leaf book and spat carelessly into the wind."Still does. Just hit the glove." Johnson smacked the middle of his mitt with his huge fist."No fast ball strikes," I said. "Let's go up the ladder."Bigger nodded. This. As I was standing, it was like she walked and waved to me in slow motion. Nate gave me a quick nudge which got me out of my trance and whispered, “I know you want to say it. Go ahead and say it.”“Hi Chad. You look great,” bubbled Lisa as she gave me a quick kiss on the lips.He nudged me again and even though I really didn’t want to say it, it seemed like it was the only appropriate thing that would sum up exactly how I felt looking at her.“Damn it, Lisa!” I emphasized. “You got it, girl, you. "Gareth, I believe you are a Do," Hanna said.I breathed a quick sigh of relief."I am honored," I truly was. The Do are a quiet, studious group of warriors of tremendous power. To be considered for them even after numerous interviews and applications is a great distinction. To have a Guide approach YOU... unheard of!"I am, however, mostly retired from adventuring." I felt the need to explain. "And I rarely participate in any Bloodlust or Carnage events. Poetry is more my style."Hanna.