Fear is....

[Mad_Jack_Rabbit]

When your woman takes your balls in her mouth for the first time.

Just lying there very concious of the fact that my balls are in between some very sharp teeth capable of exerting enough pressure to sever them; not daring to make the slightest move or sound in case she moves suddenly; desperatly trying to think if I've done ANYTHING to upset her recently; reassuring myself again and again 'I trust her... I trust her...' and just hoping it ends soon.

 

[Coolville]

Boy, mate, you've got ISSUES.... you could be on Ricki Lake for a whole week!

 

[Mad_Jack_Rabbit]

I'm rather attached to my balls.

You can simulate the same sort of fear by dangling your knackers very closely to a set mouse trap.

Yeah, sure I have 'issues. Good for blowing your nose on.



Who is Ricky Lake?

 

[MsDemeanor]

Did you remember to do the last thing she asked you to?

I am assuming you survived.

 

[Coolville]

I'm rather attached to my balls.

You can simulate the same sort of fear by dangling your knackers very closely to a set mouse trap.

Yeah, sure I have 'issues. Good for blowing your nose on.



Who is Ricky Lake?

Hey, I value my balls as much as the next bloke...

Be thankful that you don't know who Ricki Lake is. Don't even search for the answer. Enjoy not knowing for as long as you can.

 

[Mad_Jack_Rabbit]

Coolville, I shall accept that Ms Lake is one of those occasions when ignorance is bliss when 'tis folly to be wise.

MsDemeaner, I survived in tact. Trust and faith got me through the incident safely. It's still not an act that I've learned to enjoy but at least I am more relaxed about it now.