'What the fuck did I just do?' His thoughts were in turmoil.He quickly got in the shower, hoping he could wash the shame away along with last night's ...weat.Eric washed himself, but the strong taste of semen in his mouth reminded him of what he had just done.'What is wrong with me?'**********************************LATER THAT DAYEric sat in his cubicle, head in his hands, sweat practically dripping from his forehead. He looked at the clock for the thousandth time only to groan in frustration.. Now that it was Saturday afternoon and I hadn’t found anyone to give the ticket to, I felt bad about taking it in the first place. Several people were interested but wanted a pair of tickets, not just one. Sandy, one of the people I thought might want the ticket jokingly said, ‘Why don’t you go? You would definitely meet a better grade of people than you would in here tonight.’ We were sitting in the local bar and she was right about that, this is not the classiest place in the world, that’s. He sighed the sigh of a man who had just completed a specifically satisfactory wank, possibly to a second-hand snuff tape detailing the sodomy of peeled infants, watching, riveted, in orgiastic glee as their tender rectums were produced out of their pulpy anal-cheeks, ultimately spilling his salty seed upon the on-looking children. Briskly, surely, Mr. Bowdoinham ambled to the desirable squish of the feces-ridden soles of his loafers. He chuckled an insane, maddened chuckle, thinking of how he. . where did you put my rubbers?!? God we're going to be late to the Wilson's again!" yelled Mike.It was Friday night at the Brady household, and Mike and Carol were off to another orgy at the Wilson's, while the Brady kids had their own plans for the night.Greg comes running into the room, "Hey Pete, I got it, I got it... three joints of some far-out shit from Bill!!!" Well what are you waiting for, light it up before Bobby comes home. You know how he gets when he's all stoned."As Greg and.