I got the envelope addressed and ready to go.I got dressed and went to meet 1st Sgt Gibbs for lunch and put the letter in the mailbox at the Post Offi...e on my way there. The meeting was at a small Mexican restaurant that had recently opened. We sat in a booth all the way in the back and as soon as we got seated, he started with the zingers.“I’d tell you to order what you want, but your big ass would probably eat me into the poorhouse.”“You should take up being a stand-up comic. Your material. I'm not even > visible to the person using the toilet or possibly > I'm even in another room. At this point I'm more just > a part of the plumbing than I am a human. Maybe I'm > even sealed in a tank that forces me to recycle my > own waste or it stores it and I have to live in it. > > But to be locked into the device you currently have, > I don't think you'd keep me in it once I start begging > to be let out, or if you saw I was having serious > problems. . Still overwhelmed by what had just transpired. I grabbed the wrenches and towel, and moved back under the sink to pull the j-trap out and clean it out... After I dried the floor of course. Once I was back and working, I felt a hand on my crotch as Mom purred, "I meant this pipe, baby boy." I groaned as she rubbed my hard cock through my shorts... this crazy day somehow, impossibly, getting even crazier. "Do you want Mommy to unclog your pipe?" she cooed teasingly, giving my dick a firm squeeze.. The seating of the arena stopped some ten feet above the floor, which was a hard-packed snow-white sand. The sand helped lighten the glow from the walls, as did the seats that were cut into those same walls. The whole area reminded Jeff of the Roman Colosseum, where Gladiators and others fought tigers and lions before crowds of spectators. The only entrance that Jeff could see was behind and to the left of the stakes where the Science Team was tied.“I seriously doubt that these beings would.