"I still can't believe it." Jack said, "There we were, laying side by side on the bed and I had all her clothes off. Man I was kissing and rubbing just about everything that woman had. Talk about hot, she was so hot that I couldn't even touch the skin around her crotch without her having a spasm and almost going into a mini orgasm. She was begging between every other moan for me to let her have it."
Percy was listing with rapt attention as Jack told the story, but his thirst was building. "Wait a minute Jack, let me get some more beer," he said as he jumped up and hurried over to the bar. When Percy came back to the table he passed a can over to Jack and popped the tab on his own. "OK, go ahead," he said.
"As I was saying," Jack continued, " her body was quivering all over and I finally decided she couldn't stand it any longer without going numb on me. You know how some women are, if you tease it to long, they can't let go when the time comes. So I was finally going to do my thing and be her shining knight on a white horse. I rolled over and got up on my knees between her legs. Shee-ittt man, you could feel the heat coming from her twat like a little electric heater. Then it happened. . . My damn prick fell off." Jack continued.
"There I was, kneeling right there between her legs fixing to give her the million dollar screw and that stupid prick just fell off. There it was, just laying on the bed with the head of it laying up against her twat."
"'Don't tease,' she almost screamed when she felt it press against her, 'push it in now.' Then Shelly noticed I was still sitting back on my heels, not even close to her. Then she raised up and saw it laying there."
"'You dirty SCPI son of a bitch,' Shelly screamed at me, 'you're one of those SCPI bastards aren't you?' Man I still don't know where that woman had that knife hidden. You see, she was strip stark naked. Anyway, there I was, kneeling between her legs and she started swinging that big knife at me. I jumped back and clear off the bed just in time. Then she was crawling out of the bed, still screaming, "I'll make a twat for you, you son of a bitch. Then you won't be a damn SCPI anymore."
"Well shit Jack, you can't really blame her for being pissed off. I mean after all, it must have been a pretty bad disappointment for her, being all hot and everything. I'll bet you were wearing that big ol' 10 inch electronic porno star model, weren't you?" Percy ask.
"Don't be stupid Percy, what else would you use when you're trying to work a love scam on a woman. Damn I just wish that ol' chicken shit judge Gaberdinna had been there. As mad as Shelly was, I'll bet she would have cut that sonna bitches prick off and gave him 6 months probation."
"Shit Jack, you've only got a few weeks left on your sentence. Then your 6 month probation will be over and you can get your own pecker back again. Why in the world are you taking a chance on losing it for a whole year. You know it's going to happen sooner or later if you continue trying to pull a sex scam on those old women, especially with a stuck on artificial prick? You know how easy they can be spotted, if anybody looks even halfway close. Besides, that stickum ain't that good either, as you already noticed."
"In the first place, Shelly ain't no old woman, she's only 43. In the second place, I got to eat till I can start earning again. Third, when I work on them, they don't take time to look at it, and besides the older ones are the ones who have all the money."
"Maybe so," Percy said, "but with all this bad shit they got now, like the "Sex Crimes Penis Impoundment" program for repeat offenders, you can leave me out. Mine ain't no "Porno" model, but I like my li'l ol' pecker to much to have the probation department remove it and freeze it into a prickcicle for 6 months while I have to squat to pee."
"Yeah, it does take the fun out of it when you don't feel anything at all. I still don't understand how they can just can just take a man's prick away from him like that, do you?
"Sure it started back in 2009 after that new anti-rejection transplant drug was perfected and the doctors could reattaching limbs without problems. By then jail space was scarce and it cost so much to house a prisoner, that they were looking for any other way. For any crime where a man's pecker might be involved, it was way cheaper to cut his pecker off and keep it in a freezer for the length of his sentence, instead of keeping the man."
Yeah, but it was just a simple con game. You know, hell you used to do it too. Find an older woman that doesn't get romance in her life anymore and cover her up with it for a little while. She'll get to liking it so much she don't think she can live without it, then you start popping her with the sad stories. She'll give you anything for love when she wouldn't give you a dime if you were just hungry..
