I looked down at my dick and its surrounds: as hairless as a xoloitzcuintle. It was limp and slightly shriveled: didn’t seem interested in a compuls...ry jerk-off in a stall of a busy men’s room during intermission. But I began stroking it. What else could I do? To my surprise, Admiral Winky began to rise to the task almost immediately, growing at a very encouraging pace. This looked like it might be easier than I had thought. Then for who knows what reason a name flashed through my mind: Larry. I wore a short miniskirt over the thongs and some stockings under it. I wore a short top on top that left my bellybutton visible.The house was a mess so it was time to clean it up. I opened all windows so some air could come in and (hopefully) some passenger walking by could see me cleaning the floor on all my four. I did hear some people walking by while I was working but I don't know if they saw me. They idea of people seeing me turned me on again and I had a massive errection.When I cleaned. The Old Creator himself! I didn't actually see Him, it was just this big voice talking to me. I felt like I was in a Bill Cosby routine.The Voice, said, "JONAH SON OF (AH - MITT - TIE), YOU HAVE TO GO TO NINEVEH IMMEDIATELY!"RIGHT!"YES, GO TO NINEVEH, THAT BIG CITY, AND LET THEM KNOW THAT THEIR WICKED WAYS HAVE CAUGHT MY ATTENTION."Now, I don't know about you, but personally, I was not thrilled about going to a strange city, and telling the citizens there that God knows all about their sins. I. ?" Or what? I'm for getting the heck out of here. I'll call the apartment manager and he'll check me out real quick. I should be there by five."Son of a gun, the furniture rental guys showed up at two. As soon as he came into the apartment, the guy said, "If you're not ready, we can't pick up until Monday."I smiled and said, "Let me help you load."While we were loading, I had the apartment manager come to inspect my place. It was perfect as all I ever did there was to watch a little TV and.