Uh, yes I would be honoured to take you to the prom." he managed to finally answer her.Midge's smile grew when he finally gave his answer, not that sh... was really surprised. Now the tricky part."I am happy you agreed to take me, but I need to know ... do you have a tux to wear?" at this point, she would have settled for something his father might have worn to his prom if it was available.This seemed to give Dilton some focus, he smiled at her and gestured to the boxy machine he had been working. .." She interrupted herself inmid-sentence as another thought formed in her mind. She pointed a sharpfinger. "No, apparently you've been faking it all along." But, but, let me...." Nicky pleaded."Stop it Nicky. This is sheer perverted transgendered fantasy. You haveto quit pulling shit like this on me. I've been around here a long timeand I've seen a lot of kids try to pull the wool over my eyes. But I'venever seen the likes of you. You know what I think? Anyone who writescrap like this. A man went to visit his doctor because his arm is hurting. “Doc, my arm hurts real bad. Can you check it out please?” the man pleads. The doctor rolls up the man’s sleeve and suddenly hears the arm talk. “Hello, Doctor” says the arm. “Could you lend me twenty bucks please? I’m desperate!” “Aha!” says the doctor. “I see the problem. Your arm is broke!”There was once a sheep farmer who had a French farm hand working with him to help castrate his sheep. As the farmer castrated the sheep, the. We greeted each other and she asked where her daughter was and I replied “In town”. She carried on doing what she was doing and I watched her from the chair.She was wearing a black top and black trousers, she looked massive in pants as her fat belly was tucked inside them, I looked and thought ‘how can someone so ugly produce someone as beautiful as my wife’. As she disappeared down the cellar I gave myself a little rub and found my erection was rising easily, I heard her come back from.