I had figured to keep the posters to a minimum during outside shows, to prevent wind damage. I put them up just to attract the crowds. Most were scant...ly clad women but a couple were male friends of mine holding their pistols. Thank god for redneck friends who own their own guns. Since the digital revolution, I was able to make posters with titles on them. I expected that the posters would help. Then again, I hadn’t been on the road before so I couldn’t be sure. Last, but certainly not least, I. I asked her what the matter is, she got up immediately and said nothing and started to leave. I asked her to stop; infact I blocked her way and asked her to tell me why was she crying like this. She said it was a domestic matter and I cud not understand. It was a bit awkward as we were standing on the stairs of the building and if anyone would have come from the building thy would have thought that we r up to something. I decided this was my chance to seduce her. I caught her hand and took her. "Fingerfuck yourself if you love it so much. Show him what a dirty facefuck slut you are." He was having the time of his life, the hand not holding the leash even getting into her hair. He had loved the rough, no-nonsense sex that he had with Mrs Walkers, but now he had someone watching, now he could dominate the powerful woman in plain view of someone else, and that excited him in ways he just didn't know how to handle, save for the chance to pound forward and ravage her until she was dizzy. I put on my mascara and blushafter that. She examined me when I finished and said, "You look okay."I asked, "What does that mean?" It means that you look like a woman. Not a good looking one, but betterthan some I've seen. That's good for you. The wife won't be worried abouther husband running off with you." That would never happen anyway!" I know that, but there are stories out there about that kind of stuff.Well, anyway, let's get on with this. Do you have a tweezers?" Why?" I want to thin.