Circumcision fell off popularity some time ago, but my mother apparently insisted upon it upon my birth. Can't say I would know any different otherwis..., but I do like the aesthetic of a cut penis even if I supposedly miss out on some sensitivity.Unfortunately, due to the lifestyle I've been wrestled into, I haven't had much chance to actually use the cock I'm so proud of. My father is a colonizer, although he prefers the term "explorer", hearkening back to the days over a millennium ago of. He reached in his pocket, and pulled that ruby Ring out, examined it. What if? He found himself wondering. What if it’s true, and I really can control the impulses of other people with this thing…what could that mean? And what sort of impulses was that crazy woman talking about? These and more questions streamed through his thought process, and he lost himself in it for most of the rest of the way back to his house. But just around the corner, something happened to shake him from it. ‘Hey,. “Don’t be so sure of that. Who knows? Maybe Corky is more adventurous than you think,” she reminded me.‘If only,’ I mentally ruminated to myself.By Friday I was so excited about the evening ahead, that during the day, I masturbated twice when I used the toilet at work.After work, my heart dropped when Corky announced that he would not be going home first, and simply follow me home.‘Oh, Jesus, now Mandy is going to see him at his skanky best,’ I thought to myself.I have to give Mandy props for. ”I shook my head again and muttered, “She seemed pissed that the Irish don’t care about wall plugs or something like that.”Kevin’s head of security, still wearing the witch’s costume suddenly grabbed me by the shoulders and turned my entire body around so that I was facing her.“Did she say Walpurgis?” she almost yelled at me. “Think!” she said loudly. “Was it Walpurgis? This is important!”“Yeah, yeah,” I said, trying to stand on my feet, but dropping instead into a chair, “it was Walpurgis. And.