“I can’t do it,” she says, “You see, I’m a transvestite.”The man is aghast. He swerves violently off the road, and pulls the car to a scre...ching halt.“You fucking cheat!” he screams. “You’ve been playing off the ladies’ tees all week.”Q: How do you know when you’re really ugly?A: Dogs close their eyes when they’re humping your legMemories from Chuck B ‎When I was in an all-boys high school, back during World War II, there was a fellow student with the surname of Cherkov. You can imagine how a. She was just about to call security when her grandson jumpedout at her with the pink skirt around his waist. "Oh thank heavens!"gasped Breege, clasping her hand to her chest with relief. "I thought I'dlost you I - dearest? What on earth are you wearing?".Charlie didn't respond, instead he looked down at his feet, shyly curlinghis toe because he felt he was in trouble."Come on, dear. Where did you leave your pants?" said Breege, sighing asshe gripped her grandsons hand. "Skirts are not for boys,. Gena made it quite clear that he was moving too fast. No meant No. Sam would not hear it and forced Gena to first give him a reluctant blow job, then he decided that fucking her face was not enough and forcefully ripped her panties off and rammed his cock into her pussy. At this point she was screaming at him and calling for help. That triggered the multiple cameras in the car to send the previous 5 minutes of recordings and a live feed to the victim protection center. The recording showed how. Tom and I had worked together for a couple of years; he’s an ok kind of a guy and I have nothing against him. I’d happily spend an evening in the hotel bar with him, but sharing a room with him – with anybody – well, the thought of it really got me pissed.The room wasn’t too bad, two queen-size beds and a sitting area with a sofa and a couple of chairs…if you’ve stayed in a hotel anywhere in America, you’ll have an idea of what I’m talking about! As I say, not too bad. We sorted the closet and.