"Mr. Purple." The voice of number 3 was back in my ears, "We're going to have to discuss this problem to a deeper depth, currently we have decided to ...eturn you to your home, as soon as all preparation has been completed to remove your real name from the FBI database following the Melody situation, you will be allowed to follow your previous occupation without hindrance by ourselves, except where individuals of Ropeville are concerned. We will be supplying you with details of certain persons;. Why would you say something like that?" Because it's true," Cody replied."Really?" questioned Zack, who knew Cody was right, "then, how come I woke up this morning and both of my hands were by my side?" Because I put it there," said Cody."Zack, are, are you gay?" continued Cody."Dude, are you kidding me?" laughed Zack, "if I was gay, why would I be checking out all the hot chicks everywhere we go?" Oh," said Cody, slightly disappointed, "Zack, I have something I have to tell you." What?" asked. These men loved the new chickens. Gay men back then loved the young slight men. They were so tasty. He was soon dancing with every guy in the club at least once, all grinding their crotches and kissing each other. This was one place they could act semi-normal. They could allow their affections to be on display without being judged. Soon Sal had been picked by a hardbody who had short wavy brown hair and was incredibly buff, in leather vest and jeans and motorcycle boots. "Little dude, you are. ‘Now wait just one minute, Mr. St…. Gerard,’ she said. ‘Do not think you can simply order me around. Your technique may work wonders on other girls, but I see right through you and it will not work on me.’ She stood with her arms crossed, and her cheeks were slightly pink from frustration. Gerard thought she looked even more stunning when she was angry. I have a live wire on my hands, he thought. He could not help the smile that came upon his face. ‘Miss Winshaw, I assure you that I have.