By the time she got up and we were standing so close to each other. I felt her smell which was very much arousing, mixed with her sweat and perfume. I...mediately my tool began to grow. It was softly touching her hand. She reluctantly placed her hand on it and started pressing it slowly. I looked deeply into her eyes and she shyly smiling dropped her face down. It was a mesmerizing situation. I suddenly grabbed her by waist with my left hand and pulled towards me. Using my right hand I lifted her. Did I worry about the morality of offing perfect (okay, imperfect) strangers — willy-nilly?Nope. Not even a little bit. Maybe it was just the impersonal nature of the whole thing, but killing bad people didn’t strike me as something about which I should spend a lot of time brooding.But I did worry about the “willy-nilly” part. You know -- offing the wrong people. I mean, I knew plenty of names of people that my government, or the national press, or some other interest group might think richly. Most of my experience has been limited to mutual oral but im willing to explore more if so desired. I am real and would love to hear from you and hopefully get together. I can send more pix if you are real and interested. Sincerley, Ron ps – got any pics of you with anything skimpier on? : ) Attached to Ron’s post was a digital photo of a really cute guy, with a full head of dark hair and sort of Latin features, in a polo shirt standing next to a sailboat. The kind of guys I hang out. Fixx said softly, “we’ve got a plan!!!”“Ohhhhh, gosh this thing hurts,” Kaye Winters moaned while holding her sore jaw, “you were saying something about having a plan!?!” “Uh, yes,” Carol replied, “this is a highly unusual technique, but we find that our female patients thank us when the treatment is over!!!” “Oh my, this is painful,” Kaye said while grimacing, “anything, just make the pain go away!!!”.