TheWho touched my junk liberally. He strapped me in to his ASRmobile and he
couldn't keep his offensive hands off of me. He was performing many red flag touches. I
couldnt believe what the fuck was going on. I told TheWho the city would not approve
of a spokesman for programs touching an underage kid for free. Can you believe it? TheWho did all this. He picked me off the street, strapped my arms and legs down in the ASRmobile's passenger seat, and just wouldn't stop fondling my cock'n'balls.
They definately were red flag touches. The goddamn referee he had in the back seat kept on
raising up this red flag every time he touched my junk but did "TheWho" care? NO WAY! He
just kept on doing it. I couldn't believe what the fuckwas going on, indeed. I pleaded with
TheWho but to no avail. I told him the city would not approve of such a old and ugly man
touching an underage kid like me (at the time I was 13) without at least compensating me for
the trauma and the use of my body as his own personal plaything.
This got to him, worrying about his image. he continued to fondle me, all the while ignoring
the referee's red flags. Then he drove the ASRmobile to my house and ejected the seat I was in! It was amazing. But surprisingly, after I woke up the next morning, my bank account had $100.00 in it!!! Can you believe it?








The cheap bastard.