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    Been a long time admirer and a even longer submissive. I am originally from the Chicago area and have bounced around the country for a bit. Still here in Chicago.

    During my adventures, I learned how to be submissive from a GG in Denver. As a young buff stud and I do mean yes to all of them, I was traveling across the country just to travel. Met her in a downtown restaurant, besides being attractive, dark hair, brown eyes, small petite figure, I did know she was a dom, a professional dom.

    Once at her place, her beauty and charm as well as her pose in heels nylons and garter, convinced me to learned what a rack was. While in four point restraint, stretched out with my cock hanging below the deck, she took different implements and beat my cock until I could guess which implement she was using. Being restrained face down, she placed her pussy in front of my face, just barely out of reach and enticed me to please her. The tip of my tongue just touched her clitoris. I liked it all, beat me momie.

    It was my first taste of any form of bondage, discipline and my first of piss.

    On to the good stuff. Along came Vicki (Real First Name), a stunning TS in Chicago. I met her in a Chicago T Bar on SouthPort, just north of Belmont on the N. Side of Chicago, after a BDSM session, my ass was beaten red. She was in the back with a boy friend playing pool. Tall, light skinned, chesty and curves, dear god curves, high heels, corseted waist.....

    I talked my way into her apartment by sharing with her that I was a submissive, I had and showed her the marks on my ass to prove it. The only thing she had me do at her apartment that evening was to strip nude and clean her apartment. I had a raging cock. I was sort of horny for this gorgeous woman and was not sure how this would play out. It didn't she sent he home horny as hell with her phone number. Hope runs eternal doesn't?

    On the second visit, I cleaned the apartment, but was given the addition task of giving her a bath. I still remember, after soaping and washing her body, her standing up and wanting me to suck her cock. I remember looking at this gorgeous, curvy body, curves that a Porsche couldn't take, with a raging hard on staring right at my eye level. My first taste of Tbone, I took every drop.

    I sorta introduced her to bondage, it was always there, I just cultivated it. By this time, I had hand cuffs, dildos, rope , masks, ball weights, restraints and learned to look at safety pins in a new way. She got off on pushing safety pins through my nipples and tying a thin cord to them so she could control me. God, raging hard on.

    The evening would start with her getting dressed, sometime I would go with her out, most of the time she would tie me to the bed. 5 point restraint with a eyeless hood laced up and locked on my head.

    The five point restraint was arms, legs and then cock bound with rope and cinched off to the bottom of the bed. She would find some butter, she would lube up my ass, stick a dildo in and then go out for the evening leaving me there. I actually enjoyed it. Thinking about her return. It would sometimes be hours an hours.

    Vicki did tricks, some times she would bring them home. The dildo was placed in my ass so that sometimes her trade would come back with her and she would get paid for them fucking me. I had no choice, tied as I was.

    Now I am no wall flower, 6'2" 240 lbs 50" chest 38" waist. Sometimes she would sit at the top of the bed placing her cock in my face to suck, sometimes with a trick fucking me, sometimes, she would pour herself a drink, watch porn and have me suck.

    What was exquisite was the nights she would come home, alone, she would be horny, I would be tied face down to the bed and she would climb on top of me, wrap her legs around and under my tide legs and then fuck me for all it was worth. There was nothing like the feeling of her breast pressed up against my back while she was fucking me.

    There were other times after she would finish, that i sometimes would be bound, hands behind my back with a locking leather hood on and both of us would fall asleep, her cock in my mouth.

    She at times did have me dress, stockings, heels, garter, with makeup and clean house, service some of her T girlfriends or just lounge.

    I didn't mind because at the time I really had loved her. We were together for years. Through acid trips, speed trims, other things. Unfortunately she loved drinking more than I did. But we keep in touch.

    Vicki had gone through with in the last six years with her SRS. We still keep in touch. More later.



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    There were many a night we would go out together. A few times I was in drag. Actually as big as I am, I still got looks and guys interested in me; it was sorta sexy, wig, make up, dress, heels, garter an my cock loose and tied to my balls.

    Most of the time when we went out, she would first pierce my nipples with safety pins, tie a small rope/string to them so that she could pull on them when she wanted. Sometime a dildo in my ass, some times stockings, garter and dick and balls securely tied.

    There were several night in the early fall where she would be corseted, heels hose and trench coat on with nothing else, my left hand in a hand cuff, my hand in the pocket opening of the trench coat, the other end of the cuff closed on her cock and balls. We would walk like this through out the uptown neighborhood. It was sorta nice stroking her cock keeping it hard.

    We would do speed back then, be up for days, the speed would give you that lusty feeling, but keep you from getting hard, sort of chemical castration, every horny.

    There were many a day and/or night where by I would be on my knees infront of the bathroom sink sucking her off while she did her hair. I would be later relegated to her bed, tied face down 5 point restraint, hooded, blind fold on, ear plugs, dildo in my ass, waiting for her to come home to use me in any way she thought.

    I just loved sucking on her cock, taking her cum.

    Unfortunately Vicki was not much into pain, sado masochism. I love a good caining on my ass, nice warm feeling.

    And unfortunately Vicki was not much in subbing, she wanted to be on Top. As said above, I would love her coming home by herself, she would climb on top of me while i was face down, put her dick in my ass and i just loved the feeling of her breast on my back and cock in my ass as she fucked me.



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    Vicki liked her men naked, sitting on the floor next to her. Sitting on the floor was a sign of respect to her and her friends who came to visit. Two of her friends were Christine and Rosa. Both stunningly attractive, both totally opposite looking.

    Christine was tall, blond, light skinned, blue eyes a real looker, perky round pointed breast, implants. By the time I met Christine, she had already gone through with her srs. Sophisticated, intellectual, very bright.

    Rosa was just the opposite, latin, dark skined, well endowed breast, curves that would not quit, wild sassy and loved to drink! I remember my first meeting with Rosa, I was naked on the floor kneeling next to Vicki, Rosa came over to visit. After about five minutes the first thing she did was open her dress, showing a just killer body with this exquisite cock, clean shaven, round head, sticking right out at ya. Rosa wanted me to such her cock. I looked over to Mistress Vicki for some direction. With out any direction, out of respect and duty, I would not dare service anyone other than what she directed.

    I never understood why Vickie sorta of protected me from both of these Ts women, never ever fulfilling their wish of some type of sexual service to them. Christine had developed a serious herion habit, eventually became HIV positive most likely due to her sharing of needles. Christine died several years later, god what a waste of beauty. Rosa was found dead between two cars just north of the corner of Belmont and Shieffield, dead of serosis of the liver.

    For those of you who think this is a work of fiction, one more point of information, never fuck an ass with out a rubber. HIV transmission is one thing, you can also get fecal matter packed into the male urethra and get and give a nasty infection. One thing Vickie always demanded was dress in those rubbers before fucking, never leave home with out them!

    One day Vicki and I took a walk over to a friend of hers, another Ts. I dont remember her name. Mistress Vickey took my clothes with her, leaving me naked in the apartment stating I would be there until she came back for me. I was there for a day and a half. I was to do whatever this Ts directed me to do. We had brought my toy bag with us as instructed. I later learned this was payment for some favor the Ts did for Vickie.

    Before she left Vicki was very specific regarding my skills. Beside cleaning services, washing floors, sink, vacuming, cleaning the bathroom, that my nipples could be pierced, my skills sucking and being fucked. Funny thing, even today, years later, I get off on providing maid type services, cleaning, I just dont understand it. Oh, by the way, I also get off on being used as a sexual servant, in bondage, discipline, rope, hoods, sensory deprovation, dildos, tens, electric wands, water sports receiving and a few other things. Ts's are always welcome to write.

    By this time I had a steel ring around which my balls barely squezed through. It was a sign of ownership. Vicki had done some shopping. She brought with her a metal cable 3/8" diameter running 30 or so foot. In the bag were serious metal cable clams and a wrench. She pulled these out of a bag, along with a serious looking pad lock. The cable ran just about the length of the apartment.

    Vicki put loops on both ends of the cable, took the clamps and made the loops permanment, fed one end through the other after looping the cable to an apartment radiator. She took the one free end placed the padlock arm through the small end loop in the cable, took both and closed the lock around the ring on my balls and closed the lock. I now could not leave the apartment with out slipping my balls out of the ring. Adding the pad lock made that more difficult.

    Vicki then told me to stand with my hands behind my back legs spread wider and told me to close my eyes, both Vicki and the other Ts inspected her handi work. The discussion was such that the other Ts and Vicki could go out on errands, lunch, etc and I would be "captive." The other Ts said to Vicki that although it would be difficult I could eventually work the metal ring off.

    Vicki said, yes, but that she would take care of that. She stood up, my eyes closed, I could smell her perfume, thinking about her stunning curves, large breast and her beautiful cock in my mouth. The next thing I felt was her nylon clad leg, with a 4" heel hitting my balls with a swift kick.

    I doubled over, catching my breath, in pain... pain yes, but it felt good that my mistress had wanted to do that, but pain. Vicki then said, ok his balls will swell up now, he wont get that ring off for a while, the only way free is to unlock the pad lock. We, Vickie and the Ts wont have to worry about me leaving.

    Going through my toy bag, the Ts saw that I had six inch patten leather heels and directed me to put them on. Vicki volunteered that I had a metal dog chokers that would lock the heels on so they could not be removed. I put the heels on and they took the chokers and small padlocks which I had and locked the heels on. I was given chores, they went out.

    Now, lets keep this a secret, I love leather lockable masks and at that time had only one. Now I have a couple. Before Vickie and the Ts left, Vickie had me kneel on the floor, she placed foam ear plugs in my ears, and then placed the leather hood on my head. The final touch was placing a pad lock on the leather hasp on the back of the hood. She gave the key to the Ts. They left to go out for the day.

    The ts came back some hours later, some what loaded, I began my service as a sex slave....I had already cleaned and dusted her apartment, washed the floors, bathroom, toilet, dishes, dusted and washed some small personal garments in the sink.

    She was rather tall, shapley legs, looked good in heels, curvey dark hair with brown eyes. When she walked, as I could not hear well with the ear plugs under neath the leather hood, she pointed for me to get down on my knees, she brought out her cock and face fucked me holding the back of my head with both of her hands. Her cock was not exceptionally long, but it was thick. My throat got a work out, later so did my ass. This Ts liked fucking a submissive while they were on all fours coming up behind them and riding their ass. I was well used for the time I was at her apartment. Unfortunately this was the only time I was given to this Ts.

    This Ts was intrigued with pissing on some one, someone drinking her urin. As this was some what new, but not a totally new concept, I presented my mouth when asked.

    I believe she worked at the Baton Show Club in Chicago on Clark Street.

    Funny thing, I still have this love to be naked, or dressed in nylons, heels, latex and/or hood and be assigned clean chores with the hope of being used before during or after chores are done. Go figure!

    Later more about Hawian Verna, she was an Island beauty that turned heads, GG Rosie & Mistress F.



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    does anyone find interest in these stories? They are actual experiences.



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    Vicki and I had our in and outs in our relationship. With many Ts's when they develop a close relationship, they work at fucking it up because they are afraid of the intimacy. This relactionship with Vickie lasted 12 to 15 years; a number of other men who came into her life and left as quickly as well during this time. I knew given enough time, they would be gone.

    During this time I had a good job, ok salary, but had responsibilities where I couldn't party all week.

    One of my major regrets, one of Vickie's new boy friends was a Dom, sort of a mean sob. Vickie turned mean as well for a while during this relationship. Anyway, I was at the apartment, and the Boyfriend handed me a tab of acid, asking me to take the acid, get naked/dressed and then wanted to tie me down in bed to be their fuck toy.

    I didnt feel right with the vibes, didn't take the acid, didn't dress, but left. I sorta wonder what it would have been like to have become subservient to both of them. Acid has a wonderful way of whiping away any inhibitions. I regret not having the experience. That was the begining of a couple year distant reltionship with Vickie. We eventually got back together.

    During this period I was involved with several BDSM groups and met a Transexul Dom. A black imposing Ts, think the name was Donna. My first contact with her was in an area off of Racine and south of Belmont I believe. I remember after she buzzed me in, I was walking up to the third floor apartment, she came out on the landing, dressed in thigh high patten leather high heels, 5", very very short leather skirt, and corset barely and I repeat barely containg her huge breast. This was all wrapped in a cloak of sorts. Now then it didn't take much to get a hard cock, and the outfit did it for me.

    The apartment was a 3rd floor loft, several pieces of bdsm equipment, pillory (look it up), St. James Pillory (look it up), several winches, rack, and a large bed towards back of the room. Although she had all this equipment, her style was such that, hell she was really not a good dom.

    This is a problem with many Doms, they really dont know how to engage their slave, you sorta have to entice a sub to the point where they would do anyting for you, anything. A hard cock has no concious.

    It was sort of an interesting event as two other people came by one a woman, another a man. None of us knew each other. The Ts Dom put me in a pillory, positioned me to watch the other activites with the man and woman. The woman was given directions to give the guy a bj. Other than that, well, sort of flat. I like the sound of moaning, sent of a woman, the smell of sex in the air, dripping oozing, wet sex. I think you get the picture.

    Donna was apparently on the fringes of a then mobbed call girl ring. Now mind ya, I was a good looking stud then, not bad looking now, but good looking stud. She invited me to a New Years Eve Party as an escort for her. She wanted me to dress in a tux. The night went south after my arrival to her apartment. The event never happened. I think again with many, not all ts, but many, work at sabatoging events surrounding themselves.



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    Hawian Verna (Ts). Verna was a stunning, just stunning looking ts. Olive skin, about 5'7", 125lbs, long brown hair, brown eyes, round ample breast, curves and a cock that well was not large, not small, but just right. Not only exceptionally passable, but stunning, just absolutely stunning. A smile that would stop traffic and a personality which matched.

    Our relationship started out sexual. I dont remember how we met, I think it was through the old Chatterbox, a bar about 4 blocks north of the Chicago River on Clark Street. She was not much about the bdsm.

    The Chatterbox was an institution in Chicago for many many many years. I dont remeber the owner's name, but someone reportedly associated with the mob owned the place. It was a wide open whore house for Ts. Wide open. Money walking in and out not only for the girls, but the volume of business done by the place was unbelievable. A gold mine. Tough place, you had to watch yourself, sorta like the El Gratto on Irving Park.

    If memory serves me correctly, Chicago's Mayor Jane Byrne walked into the place one night and took the liquor license off the wall. A legal battel ensued, but eventually as with all good TS bars, it closed.

    The guy who owned the place had a very attractive latino wife. About 5'5", when I saw here, she wore white pleated shirts, with a low neck line and skirt with dark stockings and 4 in heels. She had long dark hair, the white shirt had a low neck, that would show off her ample breast, very attractive. I would have done her in a heart beat. Have pussy or Tbone, I am there!

    Verna was exceptionaly beautiful and passable. A large condo conversion business with the initials AI employed her in an exeuctive office as an executive secretary. I dont think Verna could type a lick, but I know she could lick. I think she was a married man's boy toy for a while.

    Verna was Hawian. Verna hung sometimes out of the Chatterbox, her beauty helped her. We played some bondage games, she worked at tying me up, not very good at it. She never liked to fuck someone. She liked to be fucked. Looking at her ass, you wouldn't think twice about doing it. Years later Verna sorta disappeared for a while, I got word from her that she went to Hawiia. Some time later, A mutual friend called me from Hawiia stating that Verna had died in her sleep, a diabetic, who had had the flu fell into a diabetic coma with no one around.

    She was not only beautify eye candy, but had a personality which matched. I can not think of another Ts alive or gone who had more beauty than her. Her smile along with that olive skin, round ample breast, dark hair, brown sparkling eyes and a handsome cock if i had ever saw one was something I will remember until the moment I die, or get Alzheimer's.



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    Now I am sorta a sexual type of guy, I love women and I love Ts's, it is a very tough choice, one thing for certain, both involve sex and if it is good sex, I am coming back for more! (if ya know what I mean!)

    On to Rosie. There was for a while a bulletin board at the Pleasure Chest, an adult, now gentrified erotic toy store (use to be much better) on Broadway in Chicago. The board had a sorta mix and match ad system. You put up your ad someone may call.

    The board went south after it was found out a Gay Male was getting play partners off the board and sometime after the relationship started he would kill em. True. So another Tbone Rule, not only pack rubber, but sexual exploits can kill ya! Leave on your answering service or email yourself where you went, so that if something happens, you'll leave a trail so someone can find the body. No Joke Shit happens!

    I had an long time running add. A couple from Joliet called. Rosie and T were living together, in the good lifestyle. Rosie was a cute little blond, long hair, attractive, nice body, and was the kinkiest woman that I have ever found. After some years that had gone by, her husband found me, flew me to Tampa as a birthday present to her. We fucked like rabbits. Rosie would fly into town and spend weeks of time with me. Her hubbie would call the house to talk with her.

    It was nothing for Rosie to put a strap on and give you a ride for your life, or have you gagged, bound, blindfolded, in restraints and have her way with you...it was just Rosie and good sex.

    This is a woman who liked sex, deviant sex. There was one time where I picked her up from the airport (Ohara) in a blinding summer rain storm. The sexual tension was so electrifying that we stopped in a city park, walked off the beaten pant and fucked like minks in the mud and rain. Ruined some clothes, but it was the best heated sex i have had in a long long long long time.

    When T flew me down to Tampa, we got together with another couple. This was the first time I saw a woman strap on a dildo and fuck another woman. The three of us, Rosie's husband T, and the other guy just watched.

    It was also my first taste of cuckolding. Rosie brought me over from my bedroom to their bedroom, she blindfolded me laid me down on the bed and then proceeded to ride T's cock, get off and then sit on my face having me lick the juices out of her pussy. Now mind ya, I really would rather have been well tied up, but hell you cant have everything you want in life.

    The next day, we, Rosie, T and I went out to dinner in St. Petersburg and met another couple. After dinner and several drinks, Rosie had to take a piss, together we (she and I) went to the women's bathroom, she insisted i drink every drop of her urin. I though it was an honor!

    That is one woman who loved someone eating, licking tasting her pussy. She just loved sex. Years later, Rosie and T went their own ways, last I heard Rosie was in Atlanta with the other guy in the 5 way. Hope she is doing well.

    I still think of her riding T's cock, getting her pussy full of his juices and then mounting my face, then going back to T's cock some more and then coming back to my face.

    Thank you dearly Rosie!



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    We have many many more adventures, again back to my Ts love of my life Vickie. Blond hair, implants DD's, small waist, 35" hips, round headed one eye monster. When Vickie dressed up, and even when she didn't she turned heads.

    She always dressed to kill, leather skirt, blouse type didnt matter because of her tits, great legs always nylon clad with heels. She knew they knew that she knew she was hot, not just hot, very hot, how hot? .... hot!

    Sometimes we would go out to Chicago's Lake Front. Find some remote area (there are a number of Chicago's lake front remote areas in lincoln park where you can get lost), sex was always good.

    On a warm autumn or spring night we would walk to lincoln park, back me up to a tree while kneeling, tie my hands behind the tree and then just fuck my face, cum dripping down my chin, on my clothes. Then she would turn around in front of me and push her ass into my face, with a theather/rope tied to my cock, she would pull some on it if she wanted more. My tongue burred it self a number of times in her rose bud.

    There were a few occasions where she would put her cock in my mouth and have me drink her piss.

    Again Vickie was not in to floggers, cains, horse whips, she enjoyed putting her subjects in tied bondage, hooded, or having them wait on her hand and foot.

    There is a certain amount of satisfaction knowing that you are there, at the feet of your mistress to deal with her needs. Cooking, laundry, cleaning, and being a servant in bed, a companion when needed, a tool for her needs.

    We had also gotten involved with alcohol based enema's. After a while she wanted me clean and receptive. So, I would walk down to the local liquor store, buy her favorite beverage and a inexpensive bottle of red wine, or two.

    On occasion we would go kink shopping at the local Jewel Osco Store on N. Broadway. Clothes pins, thumb tacks, thread, sewing needles, safety pins, lubrication, rubbers and an enema bag.

    After cleaning the apartment, she would have me get on all fours in the bathroom, place the enema nozzle in my ass and pour both bottles of red wine in the holding bag.

    She would then open the nozzle and the wine would flow in. Alcohol ingested that way, and yes it is ingested, immediately absorbed by the lining of the rectum and bowels. Sounds icky, but if you want to be fucked in the ass, you need to be cleaned. The alcohol was our way of getting a instant rush of alcohol. You could feel the alcohol entering your body, a rush. Point of caution, if left in too long you could die from alcohol poisoning.

    After a couple of flushes, her favorite lubricant was butter. She would work some butter on my sphincter muscle some on a dildo, some times this was a dildo with a tens unit that she could control and gently work it in. There is a point where a dildo spreads out the sphincter muscles, as it slides all they way in, you look up at your mistress and lust runs through your loins......

    I had purchased a tens unit that was metal and two parts to the dildo. The penis head as you might call it, would slide in separated by a rubber tube which contained wires to a wide base. The base would stop the head from going deeper and also completed the electrical connection. Once on, the dildo would actually fuck you, by involuntarily contracting your sphincter muscles using the electrical impulses.

    It was a way to know, I just might get lucky feeling her cock in my ass and her breast against my back while she pumped me.



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    One of the adventures I had out of the Chatterbox was a Latino ts who was not an exceptionally attractive, but was a very nice person and had one of those personalities that made you feel at ease. Working as a bar keep in the Chatterbox, she had lots of inside information on the various hustles going on in the street. Learned she was well liked by the cops because she was a snitch. Now I have no moral feeling one way or the other on that matter.

    We occasionally dated. She lived in Old Town, 2nd story walk up just two or three blocks w of Wells.

    Anyway, she liked getting fisted. Now i have described myself as 6'2" 240lbs 50 in chest 38 in waist, and a hand that matches a catcher's mit.

    First a short side note. I have had my full hand fit inside a vagina more than once. But in one occasion, I put my hand in this MILF school teacher and once in I made a fist you could not pull it out. After a bit of warm up, I fisted a this MILF with all I had... I pushed and pulled with my clenched fist insider her, any way the fist would go, pounding her, really pounding her. It was not the first time, but one of the more outstanding membories of a GG woman's eyes rolling up in her head, shaking, going into a third dimension, mouth open, eyes out in space, she not knowing where she was, sighing and then pissing all over both of us. Job well done!


    Back to the Ts, I can remember lubing up her ass and working at putting my fist in her ass. Now even an experienced receiver of fisting wants ya to take it easy. You start off with a finger or two, then three, the four, the you put your hand in the position as if your talking in italian, all the fingers touching at their finger tips. Now I really really worked at putting my fist in her ass and despite her please to continue and stop and continue and stop, i would never fit, my hand was to big for her ass.

    My patience was rewarded with a bj and fuck. Unfortunately, my fist had loosed up her ass to the point where you couldn't feel the fuck as much. Although this was a truly nice person, she was just too much street for me. Lost contact with her, but she introduced me to her landlord Mike and his wife.

    They had lots of property in the Chicago oldtown neighborhood, it was my first three way and the first time that i was sitting on a cock, with a pussy sitting on my cock. His wife was an attractive fair skinned dark haired woman, nice shape, but I thought gay. Mike told me after I came (with his cock in my ass) that it was the best milking his cock had had by a sphincter muscle; he could feel me spasm as i was cumming.

    We had a couple of more adventures together. Mikie used his wife to get buff studs to bed with him. I sorta didn't like him using her like that. It was clear after the third time we had gotten together as mike had invited another buff stud into the bedroom. The wife excused her self and left. I could care less about mike I wanted to tag his wife. When she left and was somewhat upset, I thought I was not gonna be part of that scene. I chewed his ass out for that. They separated shortly there after. I believe he put her through law school.



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    See what this is all about, I am not done with my adventures and there are a lot more to come, whether it is a Ts or has a pussy, it is a very very hard choice.

    An elegant looking Ts, who has a bit of tease is a real turn on. Finding a competent Dominant Ts (now don't beat me up ladies), a lot of GG and Ts Doms profess being dominant but their skill level is well to be nice poor.

    There is this quest to find that one person who has that special something between their ears, legs and skill to top. Hard combination to find.

    There is lots more to come, but I think I will begin to write some fantasy type stuff in another section.

    Is anyone getting any thing out of this?



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