.. more pee rushed into me filling my colon before finding its way forward to my small intestines which were now flooded and were starting to back up ...ell when Jerry finished I knew I still had some room and hoped it would be enough to take Larry on he was the biggest of the bunch at three hundred pounds of solid flesh he was a sight to behold he had been guzzling beer the whole time the other guys were filling me and when he got onto the bed I heard him say “Hope you got room bitch I got a. I write."We were both duly impressed! I knew from what I read on his BBS that he was very, very good at writing. "So anyway," he said, "back to this party idea..." I love it!" Pam exclaimed. "Sounds like a lot of fun."I had a crazy thought and spoke out "I wonder..." Spill it," Jenn said with a smile."Well, given the name of our BBS, I wonder how many people would show up if we told them that the party was going to be clothing-optional?"Todd slapped a palm down on the table top. "Perfect!" he. As if to taunt him, the rays once again likened themselves to a choir but this song was not an aria of glory, it was a swan song. The last ray faded away into darkness and once again, the man sunk into uncaring despair.However, something inside him had changed and it was not indifference that paralyzed him. It was grief and a melancholic longing. Remembering you and your light, he felt inspired once more, but it was a shoddy imitation of the creativity he felt when you flodded him. And so it. I'm really mad at myself," Ed blurted.Mark looked at the big man. That wouldn't do at all. If Ed was angry at himself he would be letting the other team roll over him. He had to get Ed to redirect his anger."Ed, keeping anger inside is bad. It will hurt you and your game. Here is what I want you to do. When we're at the scrimmage I want you to look at the guy across from you and think, 'there is the reason my sister is feeling bad'. Turn your anger on that and take it down. You have to direct.