Mr.Crayola crayon was simply sad. There was NOTHING, nothing, nothing. Inability to use correctly and not enough size to even be noticeable. I was just being poked by something supposedly. It was bad. He didn't know how to use it at all. I did have relations w/ another small guy, and the connection mixed w/ kindness and compassion led me to want to be w/ him reguardless of the packaging. He was also confident w/ good reason because he knew ho the equipment should and did work.

Could this new man be the same way. Even t hough he doesn't have lots to offer in size, does the chemistry and connection make it different. Would a BJ have more appeal if you knew it was something he loved and for him. That your time and needs would be taken care of in good time.