I lifted the receiver and before I could speak, a voice said "you look like a cheap rent boy, and the precum on you tracky bottoms is a dead giveaway ...hat you're a little faggot. Now put the phone down and turn around"directly opposite i could see him standing at the open front door. He beconed me over and then went inside I got the the door, and he was sitting in an armchair, fully clothed in trousers, a white shirt with all the buttons open, and a pair of Doc Martins with about 20 lace. That said, enjoy. * * Standard Disclaimer: You must be 18 to read this story, be able to read erotica in your community, not be offended by the contents of it…blah blah, you know the rest. This story may be distributed freely, for commercial or non-commercial use, but PLEASE leave my email/name on it! That’s all I ask! Finally, CBS please don’t sue me – this is just fiction and I don’t mean to disparage Survivor or any of the people in the story in any way. * * * * * ‘I’m bored,’ whined. More

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