Thus ARAMCO has a 100 plus fleet of drilling supply boats, crew boats, etc. as well as tugs for the tankers and supertankers. Our job was to keep the ...oats running.Work was its usual delightful routine. I went about my duties with in a great mood. A number of my co-workers noticed my demeanor and commented on it. I just said that I had had an especially good weekend.By the time the day was over and I got home, I was sweat stinky. While I didn't do manual labor directly, I did have to inspect. . er... forgot to do them up and I was naked when I walked into the house, still am. I kind of like told him I would be inside answering the phone if he, you know, wanted anything." You slut! And what's nice? It's that lawnmower man isn't it? Come on spill, what's he doing? Is he fucking you yet, has he got his big cock pounding your cunt yet?" Not yet, but he's got those big hands on my tits."I could hear a kissing sound; it was obviously Jane Morris was kissing this lawnmower man whoever he. Then she told me there is only one treatment for this condition. Thetreatment was castration and she highly recommended it to me.My head went into a bit of a spin. I always knew a day like this wascoming. This now would be the first time something I was born withwould no longer be with me.My doctor looking at her computer gave me a few dates that she hadopen when I could be castrated. Now that the initial shock of beingtold my testicles needed to be removed I came to realize this was agood. It was time. I might even say that it was too late, for Jean Vernocq began by sending me to the bottom of a well, and by crushing Florence under a block of stone." Oh, so you're dead, are you?" Yes, Monsieur le President." But why did that villain want to do away with Florence Levasseur? Her death destroyed his indispensable scheme of matrimony." It takes two to get married, Monsieur le President, and Florence refused." Well..." Some time ago Jean Vernocq wrote a letter leaving all that he.