“About the same. I have enough skill to not cut my own arm off and that’s about it,” said Andrew.The man laughed at that. “That’s how we all...start-out, with just enough skill to not kill ourselves.” He looked at the sword that was sheathed at Andrew’s hip. That looks like a real sword too. May I see it?” he asked.Andrew whispered, “No killing unless I call for it.”“Agreed Master,” replied the sword with what sounded like a chuckle. “I’m not hungry today after the feeding the other day.”Andrew. I don't give a fuck about what's in the script as long as what they do looks honest." Places!" yelled the man. They were already there, so he yelled "Action!"Amanda looked up at Chuck's face."This is impossible," she sighed. "It can't be real." It's de real thang, Miss Amanda," he drawled. "It shore would feel good if you was to touch it and suck on it a little bit."Amanda shuddered, and that looked real too."Ohhhh," she sighed. "I couldn't possibly."Then she leaned forward and did something to. They had recently started dating and were a perfect fit. They were both certain that they had found their soulmates in each other but, had never dared to tell one another. Her heart fluttered every time she thought of Eric. He was kind, thoughtful and he adored her. She was sure she was falling in love with him. And she hoped that he was falling in love with her. Cindy stretched and rolled over to face Eric. “Morning, sleepyhead,” she smiled and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. “Mmm.. I was thin, and long, and hairy without being covered. I was plain in the face, but most importantly I was very conscious of not having a big dick. Being paranoid I had googled the average size, which I gladly found I was, but when all you know of sex is gleaned from porn you are bound to have an inferiority complex. As we walked, Harry told me the story of how he had explored sexually, how he had learnt to always try everything, how he had found that once you got past the taboo everyone loved.