A gentle wind otula? your naked torso. The colors of the night I saw the outline of your character. What do you think you want me to say ... I wonder ...ll the time. Noiselessly on tiptoe, I approached you. I nestled the naked back. Your body is wrapped with warm hands. Fingertips when I roam naked body. Soft lips you are giving away a thousand kisses, leaving a lipstick trace. Obróci?e? towards me. Watched with eyes full of longing. I was with you, but only for a moment. I was and I wanted to. He was working out of town on a project and wouldn't return until after the concert. So, what was I going to do? I had 5 days to find someone to go with.I knew none of my buddies could go, and for sure my wife didn't want to so I didn't even mention it to her. As I was thinking about it, I happened to be browsing the local Craig's list site. It dawned on me that surely there were more Deftones fans in town, and I could probably find someone, maybe if I was lucky some young college girl would. He said “ No need for all this “Sir” business just call me Duncan and what do I call you? And tell me a bit about yourself as you seem an interesting person to me.”I said, “ My name is Jack Ling. I’m a retired policeman. I’m 54 and as I was bored, I went back to work and am now working part-time in David Jones in the men’s outfitting section where we always call our customers “Sir” unless we know their surname. What do you do, Duncan?”He said that he ran a printing company but left most of the. So she worked on me, belittling me incessantly, laughing at my pencil and my pathetic performances. And now I had hit rock bottom. I was nothing. I was that little puddle of cum on the bed. But at least I had the satisfaction of knowing that she had not broken me. Victor had. Victor and his purple pile-driver. **************Never, ever would I have thought they would include me. They didn't always. But when they.