Lock up your women folk
Let me tell you how this latest chapter of my sexual prowess has left one woman a trembling wreck lusting for my perfect body. I caught a train to Blackbeach this morning; my boss wanted me at the opposite end of the country. He personally handed me the tickets which would take me there. I took my favourite magazine along “Big Juicy Cunts” it arrives through my letterbox every month. Sid the newsagent is not capable of supplying literature to feed my cultured mind. He told me “I do sell top...