You obviously have me mistaken with someone else. I'm a pornographer, not a psychologist. The words 'worry,' and 'trouble' are not in my vocabulary. (See 'concern' and 'situation' in my guidebook on porn.)

I'm rocketing down the highway of life, and I keep my hands on the wheel and my eyes on the road. Rear view mirrors? Who needs 'em when you're moving faster than anyone else.

As for the otherwise unemployable whores who come over and get paid a load of money for a couple hours work, it doesn't seem to bother many of them at all in the long run. They've normally got so many other problems with their boyfriends, cars, parents, scoring drugs, etc, that the manhandling they experience at my hands hardly seems to faze them. And I know for certain some of them really enjoy it.

So do I lose any sleep? Only if I'm up past my bedtime at the tiki bar talking to some hot babes. Am I concerned about being attacked? Let's just say we've got the situation covered. And that gurgling sound you mention gets my cock hard every time.

Max