" Ah... did we...er... do anything?" I was beginning to feel human and was disappointed that I may have missed something important."Not on your life! ...t was all I could do to get you in the house. I slept on the couch. Would you like something to eat after you bathe?" I sure would, but something easy, my stomach is a little queasy."She left the bedroom and I made my way to the bathroom on very unsteady legs. After brushing my teeth and ten minutes or so of the warm soothing water washing over. I’d cut the throat of the best friend I ever had if I thought it would help me achieve my goals. It caught up to me when the economy collapsed, and I lost it all, the cars, the houses, my family. I ended up addicted, wandering the streets, until I met a street preacher. He took me under his wing, nursed me back to health and sanity, before he passed. I took up his mantle, and I’ve been here every since. It’s amazing how little you need, and I don’t miss my old life, except for my family. I have. " Oh whatever, I swear you're a queer." Because I don't want to pay a fucking dumb slut for sex? Really? Yeahthat makes me gay."Mike had been looking over the tattoo selection, impressed with the art."Dude, if your too much of a wuss to get some tail, how about some ink." Not my thing man." Oh come on, killjoy. Let's get cut!"Mike went to the old man, and handed over a twenty, the pointed at atiger tattoo. The old man just nodded, and pulled open some curtains to asmall back room with a chair. .....DO YOU HAVE TWO COCKS,.... OH MY GOD....DO YOU REALLY HAVE TWO COCKS.. " i did not said anything and left for my room and closed my door. She came running towards my door and started knocking it..."Hey... Iam sorry i did not mean it. Iam sorry just talk to me....plZzz..i was just surprised to know that you have two cocks." " GO AWAY PLZZ I DON'T WANNA TALK ABOUT IT" I shouted... " Hey, just listen to me. Why are you getting angry about it, its a an amazing thing that you have it. What.