Bob II
Bob Part II By Evenrude The alarm rang at 0830. Bob opened his eyes and looked around the room. The little apartment was so much better than a prison cell. It was almost like living on the outside, Bob considered, and all it cost was his balls. That thought made him feel for his crotch. Maybe no balls there anymore, he reasoned, but his cock was still there, just a little shorter now and more 'built-in'. Not really worth a damn for peeing though. And speaking of...