A few hours back, I had just received a mail from the site that my first writing was published. And I want to convey my very heartfelt thanks to all ...hose who have taken the effort to write to my mail .After reading that, Harry, Manoj, Syed, Sumit and Hunter, I have read the emails you guys have sent to me. I also responded. I absolutely have not expected any reaction of that sort. It just makes me feel confident, I am not being unheard, even if it might not mean that I am. .?' I blurted in reply. Now I'll admit I had been looking at his cock, it was massive, hard to miss, bulging in a big inviting arc across the front of his too tight, black 501's.'How much gear you after?' he calmly asked. 'um how about 2 ounces?' I replied. Mike laughed 'I don't fuck about with bits, minimum purchase is a bar, a nine ounce bar. £650 to you matey' 'Oh I don't have enough for that, sorry' I explained. 'Well we can work something out, eh?' he sneered. He stood up walked, across. His heart was pounding so hard in his chest, and all sorts of naughty thoughts raced through his mind as he kissed this girl. She was getting all hot and bothered herself. She worked her little hand down to that gigantic bulge in his pants. She undid his pants and took his rock hard throbbing cock out and began to stroke it. There was already a puddle of precum forming at the tip as she stroked him up and down. Then, she got down on the ground between his legs and slid the head of his cock. What different does a name make. How many results were attributed to Bourbaki, the French mathematician? Yet ‘Nicolas Bourbaki’ is a pseudonym. Faustus Mortal: Credit should be given where credit is due. Taunus Trumbo: As if that happens often in Real Life? Faustus Mortal: It should! Taunus Trumbo: It is rarely true. Money buys whatever. Recall the early Twenty-First Century. Thing got so bad that the banks and oil companies had to lay off their paid congressmen. Faustus Mortal grins. .