Click-click-click-click!The cycle happened again and Simon found himself getting more desperate.The large man now stood in front of the doors and lean...d forward to pressthe open button. As he did this, Simon caught his reflection! "Oh myfucking god!" He screamed in his head. He realised the reason his armswere secured this way was because it made him look like he was mincingalong with his arms held out like a fairy, involuntarily limp wristed,eagerly following this tall man. The stick being. She'd always had a special place in his heart and mind as far back as he could remember. To Erik, she really was the most beautiful woman in the world and probably the sexiest, if he thought of her that way.Of course, like many young boys, there was a time when he did have a crush on his mother. When he'd felt those first stirrings of his sexuality his mother was the woman he was around the most and she was a truly beautiful woman by any measure. Rita had long, flowing dark hair and perfect,. ”“Tell me about yourself” was what I got. “NOW”.I went about telling him I was 30, 5’11, 175, white and looking for something fun to do.“Are you hairy or clean?” was the response I got. “Clean.”“I’m staying at the hotel at the corner of I-5 and Anaheim… do you know where that is?” He asked.“I do. It’s only 10 minutes away.” “I’m in room 129, first floor in the back. Be here in 30 minutes.” That was all he said. And he was logged off.I hustled about some “housekeeping” chores - shower,. She had done this to him.His steps were trippy, and once he went down on one knee, ripping another hole in his stockings, but he didn't care. There, in front of him, was a lady going through the special store for disabled people. He brushed by her, running, ignoring her yelp of disquiet, and then he hit the smooth tile of the mall, and slipped in a spin, turned wildly and landed on his butt. The butt plug slammed home deep and unexpectedly and he yelped in pain. People laughed. The mall was.