*takes a cellphone picture*well certainly an improvement over what you came here with...
did you drink lots of beer and piss all the time, as I asked...?
Shops & Commons
Another stall full of caffeinated cans, each one outmatching the next with the amount of grams packed into their carbonated lids. The next full of racks of shirts and pants with the newest designs for the streets. He walks past them all. Nothing stirs in him. These aren't it.
stepping into you office to show you...unzipping and showing it.. still around 4" and limp
Yes. Wrong place understands who next?
hears emme’s words to another and blushes
realizing i am in the wrong place
just a male needing a physical
*smiles*yes, unzip and show me your cock, please......
sitting in the waiting room and looking up
Me? curious look
waits in the waiting room
after signing in up front
Hello mrrrr what can i help you with?
you were helping me the other day and said to come back today after my injections
wanders in here too
hi emme!
*hears her name called*hello... how can I help you?
sees the Lady doctor and admittedly a bit embarrassed
Looking around no changes since yesterday
Come in hello
Shops & Commons
If nothing else, Night City had a way with temptation. That rack of stims whispered promised of a bygone time where he could go full days at full alertness and effort, a wide future ahead, a career burgeoning. He does a few lighter variants here and there, but the street stuff had a certain hued memory to it. He knows the only reason he's leaning for it now is that he's looking for something. The stims aren't it, but they call out as if they were. His ankle shifts and he steps in another direction, through the crowd in another set of rows of shops.
breathing deeply in to my gag... knowing i can do this... wishing he'd put some ear plugs in then hood me to block out the lights to let me concentrate on the feelings
I swear... I do 'love' you!!