I,m writing this note as my final confession before my death which is due to occur soon. I’m a 69 year old man who’s lived a comfortable life though I reside below at poor limited month to month standard style.
My death is coming sooner due to a rush of adreladine a spike of high blood pressure due to my last experience. And I must admit if I am to go I’m leaving peacefully. I went to the deli to pick up my morning coffee, was talking to the store owner about my problem openly. At my age I was going through an erection Al malfunction and was down as I couldn’t perform. The dude was very comforting and understanding praising me and making me feel somewhat uplifted. He gave me my coffee and I left thanking him. I stepped out of the store and at the corner waiting on the light this white van stopped right in front of me. The side door opened and I was pushed inside by these two guys with masks. They sounded young but they were strong. I felt one grab me from behind and covered my mouth and nose I sniffed an awkward aroma and klonked out.
As I awake I come to gradually I see a group of kids, looks like a party they’re talking and laughing. I realize there’s no music, no this isn’t a party. I’m t****** and I’m completely naked and them being there is obvious that these kids are a part of a group of scammers. I don’t know exactly how to feel. I’m too old for this type of drama.
This taller guy comes in with a long thin stick with a white tip. My head wonders. The kids laughter rises.
The man explains to the kids that this is a special occurrence because this man unlike the others is older and if you look and he points at my d*** with this tip and sais. It’s dead. He suffers from ED. Erectional Dysfunction he called it.
This man is coming to near death due to his hypertension and kidney failure. We’re going to give him a ride of his life, something he hasn’t felt in a long time. He lifted my d*** wth the stick. Then he said He’d be right back.
Two of the girls came over and each sat by one of my sides. One started massaging my n****** as the other did the same with my d*** as the boys talked and laughed. The guy came back and handed the girl feeling me up on my d*** a small flat can and told her to rub me with some of it. He said it was a home made remedy of that powder in the box you put in the refridgerator with honey and cinnamon some other item and a little black pepper, sorry my brain doesn’t remember certain things when listed.
In any event within minutes I started feeling the burning of Vicks vapor rub and it started to recognize her touch. And it began to wake up. I always felt the n***** massage and it begun to mix in with the penil touch. I was being aroused and started to confuse the illegal touching with gratification. Being molested versus enjoying the forbidden acts. Was I being humiliated, made fun of or what, damn I liked this stuff being done to me. But it also felt out of place I was in a complete quagmire. As time kept elapsing I noticed other kids were arriving some even younger which really made me uncomfortable. This place whatever/wherever was designed as a place to hold men down for hours or days. I could hear some of the young ones (another one, this time older hum,)one said to the other. After a couple of hours the girls graduated by each one making me come.
The dude came back and covered me like before and I woke up in the van dressed as if I had dreamt the whole thing. One of the guys said hey old man, you snore get a cpap. They opened the door and left me off right on the corner they picked me up at, the other guy gave me a small bag. I got home and sat down to think about that crazy experience. What a dream we never left that corner? I opened the bag my coffee yes, wait what was this a canteen I opened it and got a whiff of Vicks vapor rub with a mixture of things and a small picture of a large group of kids and behind it written it reads. Good luck old man we’re gonna miss you, you rock dude, KEEP IT UP!!!

Is the President going to get away with it? The Supreme Courts Immunity package deal confirms only matters that have to do with official acts!
Nothing he did before becoming President had anything to do with Official Acts. So would certain hidden crimes fall under the time limits? Americans chose a convicted s***** offender and scam crook enbesoler to be our President.
Accused p******** and molested and abuser of women and children, cases yet to be opened. Those cases closed due to reopen upon his conclusion with this Presidency. This man and many others within his circle and out doing the same thing.
I question the law and the true power there on. Is it Law or is it money that allows for those becoming bullies to override us abuse us as they feel and get away with it?
I believe we have that power. F*** how we feel or what we think. We have to tighten our belts bite hard and vote f****** blue even if we were red to stop this f****** abuse that’s going on in our country. Get our rights back in order! Don’t be afraid the mistake was already made, let’s correct it. Vote blue! No matter who! Get both houses and the house back in order.
The best of both evils is the color blue. Power in unicent. Face the fact that blue is in our side they’re willing to share in the wealth. Feed the needy. Keep us healthy. Give us options. Make our own choices. Stop being abused by the bully by locking him up for once.