"What about my witty personality?" A huge cock maketh a witty man." So, I suppose that makes me Oscar Wilde?" Wasn't he gay?" OK, bad choice. How abou... Oscar Madison?" He was a slob. How about Charles William Borroughs, my well hung husband?" I like the sound of that," laughed Chuck."What about me?" You, my dear, are the fair Helen of Troy. Thou angelic face didst launch a thousand ships; your form hath brought many a man to his knees..." OK, you poetic bastard, you know how hot it makes me. The testosterone-hyped football coaches had been pushing the Principal around for years, getting all sorts of dispensations for "their boys". Naturally, the power went straight to those boys' heads, no doubt aided by the suction effect of a vacuum. Once a culture of jock-centered violence was established, it got worse year by year, as many of the other boys enjoyed it and joined in. It was especially bad in high school, where the older jocks weren't restrained effectively, if at all.]Without my. I have spent most of the morning at the US Attorneys office settling most of the issues of your case. Which brings us to, 'exactly why are we here'?" Richard said this last, looking at agent Madison."I am sure everything will be made clear to you, if you would just follow me up to the third floor. I have taken the liberty of getting badges for the both of you," she said, pulling generic 'visitor' badges out of her breast pocket for us.I was curious now, and a little apprehensive. Something was. My friend will be here soon and I've told him all about you. He really wants to meet you. Yaaay, Daddy. He came in right then. Daddy greeted him and he came over to our table and sat down. Daddy introduced us. You're as hot as Joe said. Daddy asked would you like fuckiing him? I asked can I call you Daddy2? Yes, just make sure you call me Daddy. Yes, Daddy2. You said yes the best cocksucker and asfuck ever. I did. Sure I'd love to fuck his holes, Joe. Let's go Daddy said and we.