Johnny Truelove come 'back to life' with no serious injury. It was truly amazing—not many 13-15 year olds can hit hard enough to knock someone out. ...inally---everyone was back at center ring. “Ladies and gentlemen---by unanimous decision---by knockout---and his first Silver Gloves win--(again the crowd erupts) in the blue corner---JOOOEEEY INTIMDATER GALLLLAA GER “ The eruption of cheers and yells was beyond description----flashes from newspaper reporters were everywhere---TV crews from three. That didn't surprise me, since they'd already had experience with relating to others sexually in public, from their days at that beach where everybody was screwing in front of everybody else, if not actually screwing everybody else like we do. What surprised me was what happened afterward.Louise and I were married in a private ceremony at town hall. Dick and Liz were witnesses. We honeymooned in Hawaii, at a Gregorian resort there. We had letters of introduction from the New Arcadia. I nodded. "Good he said glad you're on time. Do sit down."He was in his late seventies I guessed wearing pale flannel trousers and a striped blazer. He wore a tie that had the air of a demented snake caught in an act of strangulation. It carried the blood and vomit stripes of the Marylebone Cricket Club.I felt I ought to apologise for interrupting his enjoyment of the game at a crucial moment."Enjoyment?" he snorted. "There's more fun to be had sticking your head in a wasps nest. Completely. “Tell the boys they may get out stretch their legs and use the john when they see me come out Corporal.” I headed behind the rest stop knowing that's were the men's washroom was usually located. I went inside. Thankfully it was empty. I hated pissing with other men around but sometimes one didn't have a choice. The last thing I hated was some fag trying to take a peek at what I had between my legs, not that I had anything to hide. I was proud of my four inch soft cock, nine inches and a.