.LORI! Actually.my name is Roberta and my middle name is Lori. But I figured if someone came up to me in the world of textiles and said: "Hi Lori" I ...ould know where I knew them from. Of course it never happened but WTF?? I was not gay, I never thought I was gay, but men (actually young men) were not my favorite people. They acted stupid, most were cheap and they all seemed to just want one thing and I was not interested at the time.Sure, there was Robert. We dated a dozen times and made out. Perfect boobs defying all gravity and a really tight round ass. She was very cute as well, but she was crying and my erection was going fast knowing that we would not resume our fucking until she was happy. Carla got her calm and then asked her what had her so upset. She told us that her boyfriend (a high school senior) had really been on her case to fuck him, but she didn't feel ready. Not that she didn't love him, but she was scared because they were both virgins and she didn't want both of. Than a four inch long test tube like metal probe with a wire attached was inserted inside their ass holes. Another wire was attached to their clit shields and then two more attached to each of their nipples. When the studs returned to the arena they had insulated shields strapped to them just above their cocks and they too had wires leading back to the control box. With everything and everyone now in place the announcer came back on and told the crowd that the nights second event was about. Several of us continued engaging the damn Kluckers for several more minutes before we nailed four of the seven and the rest came out with their hands up. Was that all of the hooded mofos, or was this some kind of trick? Or, like many other terrorists and bullies, were they simply cowards who couldn’t take even minor resistance without backing off or backing down? Well, I supposed that we were about to find out.“Don’t shoot ... we surrender!” one of the last three put up his hands as Tara ripped.