“No. Well yes, technically. However, lots of men use it, it isn’t strange at all to use something little like this. You want to give off the best ...mpression after all. There’s no need to turn off a woman from bad skin right at the start is there?”“I suppose not, no.”“Right, so I want you to start covering up those blemishes regularly. You don’t want any women to catch you off guard. When you’re talking to women you’re using your hands a lot, but I bet those hands don’t look great do they?”“I. Tom was coming up to the last page of the document and feeling quite exhilarated about that fact when everything in the room changed. Tom found himself drifting through space listening to music that was filling the void. He was completely naked and his penis was hanging down miles below his legs. In fact his penis seemed to run all the way down to the Earth like a giant tether that was holding him in orbit. Tom pulled on this giant tether to see what would happen. Nothing happened apart from. We had a very nice meal. I ordered a salad, borscht, sausage, and some bread. Of course, everything was followed by a glass of vodka. It was very evident that it was of high quality. Despite the protestations of my host, I only had one glass.The meeting and lunch had gone well and I could definitely see a future with my new acquaintance. After he had downed a few glasses of the Russian nectar, he became a much more likable chap. I left him on good terms with the promise of getting back to him. I got to the door and rang the bell. He made me wait at the door, same shit every time. he thought he was letting me know he was the one with the power. I didn't care as long as I got paid and could pay my University fees. No way would I end up on all fours for the rest of my life, which is the only thing that paid enough at the moment. I was gonna get my degree and earn more money than this arsehole.He answered the door wearing his business suit, which was immaculate. He didn't know my name, I.