What better way to KICK off the new year than with a ball-busting? This is the second part of the roommate BB-ing series, but it can solidly stand alone. I mean, is context reaaaally necessary when you can simply surrender and just enjoy a(nother) first ball-busting as My holiday gift to you? I mean, the rush of any "first" is near unbeatable, isn't it? It's going to be tough, and you may even want to cry from the pain. But by the time I'm through with you, you're going to be BEGGING Me for just one... more... kick... (For the rest of the story, make sure to watch: "You're BUSTED, Roomie")