The big man grabbed the hand and replied, “I’m Ed Biggers.”“Nice to meet you Ed.”“Nice to finally meet you. Let me buy you a drink.” The...big man offered the drink in a fashion that seemed to be more of a challenge than a friendly gesture.“That would be very nice of you. I’ll have a coke.”“Coke? What are you? Are you some kind of wimp?”“No. I just don’t drink alcohol,” John replied in a stern manner. He wondered if things were going to get out of hand. Normally he stopped crises, not created. "Can you feel this?" I let myself relax and looked deep. My half hard cock jerked. I thought about her lips, how full they were. I thought of them trembling. I thought of her tongue glistening with slick spittle. "Mother can you feel your mouth come alive?"She caught her breath.I imagined her mouth moving closer to the turgid flesh within my trousers. I imagined drool, just a drop, leaking out as she unzipped me with her teeth. I could see her mouth, full like a tulip, embracing my humble stone. ”I sat there stunned for a few moments, afraid that someone had really identified me. I decided to sign off quickly after that and regain my composure. I looked into the camera, saying, “Sorry, boys, but I have to close for now. Be sure to come back tonight or tomorrow.”One of our neighbors who lives right next to us in the trailer park is a man named Jimmy. He’s twenty-eight years old and very good looking, and we have had cookouts with him and his two roommates, Carl and Jesse, a few times.. King Tarimayous died, as all mortals do: even the great Elven Kings. A total of fifty Arch-Deans came and went, none serving more than 20 years, (save the "'Arch-Deen'mon" Haguathis, who was finally defeated in the 25th year of his 'tenure' at the post,) around five years on average, and in one notable case only a single day. Though the leadership changed often, the school survived, and thrived. Every race was welcome, and the whole mountain atop which the Valley-of-Quorn rested had become part.