The man made a fist while he said, “You don’t have a medallion.”“Don’t fuck with a Druid,” Oscar said. The big man didn’t pay attention ...nd took a swing at him. Oscar threw him twenty feet into the front yard. He walked over to the man and said, “Turn down the music now.”The big man got up, stepped past Oscar, and tried a sucker punch. He flew the twenty feet back to the front door. Rubbing his head where it was throbbing from having hit the door frame, he looked back in the house and shouted,. I would like to take this opportunity to point out that the following chapter is purely a work of fiction, my character names are chosen totally at random, and no resemblance to any person (living or dead), or any company/organisation, is intended and entirely coincidental. All characters are over 18 years of age. Please also remember that the author wishes to retain the right to use artistic licence whenever he wishes! Hope you enjoy chapter three! Two Thousand and Ten Chapter Three – May. Or two. Or three. Whatever. I once tried to talk Eric into buying stock in a condom maker, my point being that our business alone would keep them solvent. He’d gotten an STD once, and it scared him to the No Glove, No Love, school of thought. He plopped down on the patio, looked at the papers, and grinned. ‘Guess what I was doing while you were shagging our little French bimbettes?’ ‘Regretting not joining us? Having a bit of penis envy, maybe. We can’t all be hung like satyrs, you know.’. . later I rub his bum for him and then wank his cock with my left hand while attending to mine with the other!!!...................All this is happening in class??????? Yes! in my imagination!!!!!! I wasn't beaten in class until I was 13. I was caught writing on my desk while my attention wandered in a geography lesson. I was ordered out to the front, told to bend over and got three hard swats with the slipper on my bottom. The slipper was a well worn, thin soled gymn shoe and I now know from.
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