"Ok boy he's had enough,that's a cut"A cut? Holy shit this was filmed?"Now it's time for the encore,pick up the sheet" I felt myself being propped up,...he restraint between my legs removed as I heard the soggy mess being collected. I watched enough gokkun clips of asian hotties chugging a litre of baby batter to know what was next. An empty pint glass garnished with a lime was on a stool next to me. They dipped a corner of the sheet into it and it rapidly started to fill,thick off white,milky. I was almost sad. I knew instantly where they'd gone. I gave him a knowing look in form time after I'd discovered them missing. he simply stared back at me.Two days later, they were back. Clean; freshly laundered, and there was something else. Something that had eluded me was a pair of girly shoes. In the mid 1990s, platform shoes were everywhere, and I was hard 99% of the time looking at the girls around me wearing 3 inch heels with their uniforms. And now, was a pair of my own. Not new,. The man was huge and had a shaven head his left eye had a huge scar going down it and the eye itself was white obviously blind there. where do you think your going? his accent obviously Russian didnt you hear my bathroom broke so they told me I have to use the bathroom next door if I have to go yeah apparently the guy who was in here before had dysentery or something cause he just strait out ruined that toilet. as he let go of my arm I noticed what looked to be branded into the back of his. " "Alright, Kendall. Please remove your bra." Continuing to face away from the group, I slowly dropped it to the floor. "Turn around please." Cupping my tits with my hands, I turned around. "Hands down, please." I lowered them slowly, nervously putting my hands in my pockets."Okay, boys. One of Coach Nelson's tips to pleasing a woman and getting all the way is to start with making out, which often leads to second base, which is baseball talk for tits." Or yabbos," Brian joked and the other guys.