I must say this about using the Black Boxes: you must use carefully chosen words that are carefully organized, so that you can get your thought(s) dow... without running out of time and space. It is a good mental exercise, although it can be a bit (lot) frustrating when you are in a “cyber frame of mind”.At any rate, we were “talking dirty”, and not really into any sort of serious cyber mode, per se. I would be hard-pressed to say we were even just “playing around”. It was more of a. She spoke English with a heavy accent, sometimes making it difficult to understand her. Sheena and Sheeba were like two peas in a pod. To tell them apart one had to be clairvoyant or God, I was fooled until I was told to look at their finger, Sheena wore a gold band and Sheeba wore silver. When I checked in there were only two other guests, who were there for a day or two. On weekdays the “workshop” started at 8.30 a.m. In the morning and gave over at 1.00 p.m. I had the rest of the day and. I was overwhelmed, overcome with desire and lust. I was right, there would be no stopping, there would be no going back. I lowered my mouth to her and licked and then sucked my first cock. A beautiful, perfect Ladyboy cock. She layed there, wiggled alittle and ran her fingers through my hair as I was lost in the moment, the pleasure, the lust, of sucking her cock. Amy Pulled away and I watched as she lifted her cute little ass off the bed and removed her panties. Then she moved to all fours,. “My golfing is over! Please Doc, what’s the good news?”“The good news is ... I have another one to replace it with, but it’s a woman’s arm and I’ll need your permission before I can go ahead with the transplant.”“Go for it doc,” says the man, “as long as I can play golf again.”The operation went well and a year later the man was out on the golf course when he bumped into the surgeon.“Hi, how’s the new arm?” asks the surgeon.“Just great,” says the golfer. “I’m playing the best golf of my life..