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Gia this is the letter you should have written: Dear Hopeless Bukkake Boi: It appears that you are having a major meltdown concerning your treatment at last week's Bukkake. Since you were one of only 70 semi-defective stunt cocks in that room that night I cannot recall what I may, or may not have said to annoy you. However, yes I do have to scream from time. You see moving you guys around is like herding a group of syphallitic incompetents on a state mental ward from the 1950s. When you men (and I use the term loosely) are not pissing on each other, attempting to ask the staff for reach arounds and fluffs, and generally talking out of turn, you ignore the carefully thought out directions provided to you. I admit that using a tazer seems excessive but after all the neurological damage your clinically demented friend had suffered that was the only way to stop him from gibbering away in tongues and ruining our soundtrack. Sometimes yes, you guys have to stand real close to the other guys for the box cover shots, and that means that sometimes certain "equipment" touches, but judging what you guys typically do to each other in the back alley after the shoot, I didn't think you would mind. I mean really I've seen your prison tats, I know that touching sweating, naked, disgusting men, is a normal experience for most of our 'talent'. Finally I am astonished that you are offended that I touched you or one of your buddies and did not apologize. Given that this may be the first time in years that any woman touched your naked skin I understand how tramatic it might have been and how it might have brought all of your incestous "mommy issues" to the surface, but that's not my problem you twink! yours in service GIA

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Why are you writing letters for her and how do you know she wasn't in the wrong?

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