I got a call from a thug who was down on his luck. I told my boy Trace and we hopped in the car and scooped him up. Gotta capitalize on a Thug that needs money, because then you get'em in the palm of your hand. And Antwone was our latest victim. We took him to one of those local souvenir shops over at the Beach and found a secluded spot in the back to get nasty. Antwone sucks dick like a pro. Trace sure had a good time pounding his head into that clothes rack and pounding that ass in the couch..that is until the store clerk caught us ..oops!