I've Got My Tits To Dream Of, But My Neighbor Down The Street...

Not to make little of the fires out in LA. But as a kid we had a guy in our hometown who liked to go to fires. He rode his bike, he had a radio in his house and as soon as a fire was called, off he went to watch. Everyone said, one day he is going to be a fireman.

Well, one day he was. Some of us went off into the Army, others went off to college, he went off to become a fireman. The fire department all knew him, so he was an easy fit. Well that's it about that.

Now, there were fires and there were fires, and as you can imagine the fire people have a knack of figuring out how they started. But that fire, out there, how did it get lit? And off they went to put it out. One day a rumor started, and it was about a 'fire starter'. An arsonist. And lo and behold who was it? Our man who liked to watch fires.

See, I get off to a nice set of tits. I really do like tits. Some guys get off to a queer looking boy down by the docks. Other guys get off to gambling and things like that. Our fire starter gets off to fires. That's his set of tits. He actually gets a hard on and masturbates to it. The wilder the fire, the more he beats his meat. Learning that was a big surprise to me. He's doing time for arson, may he spend his days like that. But maybe at night when his bunk mate is sleeping he slips his hands between his legs and beats off to a fire he started. I bet he does, that's my guess, because when you like tits, you remember those tits when you have to beat off.