"I'm gonna die" Left mumbles as he ambles along on the machine from
hell. The counter reads 32km and Left is encouraged as its only 1
km to go to this daily 33kms.
"I'm doing it for the sex", "I'm doing it for the sex" he repeats
over and over in his brain and its the truth for recently Left's
performances in bed have been the stuff of newspapers with the
latest report in the noapapers just glowing with praise for his
superhuman abilities.
As if by magic 2 monster whopper boobs appear as if by magic in
front of Left.
"Do it" "Do it" they say and it appears to have come from the
nipp|e pokies straining hard against the lycra.
"Do it for us" "Do it for us" they say and Left knows that these
boobs were sent for a reason.