Maybe Daggers you could entice Acid man to plate her Gary as you nurse your semi into full blown wood and release your spurts of filth over her dogged face
Get a few "Flashers" on the trains mainly at weekends.
The faster speed caters for the more discerning pervert.
Try it Daggers but make sure you buy a ticket
On another note,Earlier on today whilst having my morning ablutions, I noticed that my stool was floating. Normally after a vigorous head squeeze I can deliver a Richard that resembles that of the Eiffel tower. But not today.
This concerned me greatly as the normal rock of Gibraltar was a floating German torpedo.
I of course took myself to A+E with the said item wrapped up neatly in an old shoe box.
As I sat patiently with the rest of the worlds population in the waiting area I began taking stock of my life ( have I left the gas on, have I hid her body, and what times the football start) and what I should do.
Anyway, eventually after being escorted from the premises for being mentally unstable I consoled myself with eating 6 boiled eggs and I'm glad to say, normal service has been resumed and I'm now thinking of starting up a pottery business.
Every cloud n all that.
"Pauline became worried about her health and constantly clucked over her stools"
You have had a warning Daggers.
Stay anally safe now DJ.
Elanor of ward 9.