I gave her a look and she rolled her eyes and took her own position laying down on the loveseat. “Poorly. I seem to have miscalculated how to act in...my school’s environment and now I’m in some kind of special needs program.”“Your inner bookworm must love that level of dramatic irony.” I laughed.“Not when it’s happening to me.” she huffed. “My options are kind of limited now. I don’t think I played my cards right.” She took a position where her head was touching the floor and her legs were. You have a famous cock. You won the erection election.”He continued chuckling at his own joke and I sat back in my chair to look around. I was still being looked at. I wanted really badly to talk to Siza, to get to the bottom of this thing. Nobody ever said anything about my penis before, ever, not that I could remember. I wondered just what she did to me on the beach with that crowd watching. I couldn’t imagine. “Oh GAWD!”What a strange day that was. Girls were coming up to me and grabbing my. But I had to be careful too because being neighbors, there were 1000 things that could go wrong and cause problems. So I decided to wait for the right place and opportunity.For the next week, I was eagerly waiting for her to come to the terrace and look at me working out but she did not. I started to spend more time on the terrace alone to create an opportunity to see her. But still, I couldn’t see her for the whole week, and I started growing restless.Sometimes we meet on the ground floor by. ‘Lubricant,’ she told him. ‘You will hope that my husband will be so kind.’ She smeared some over the dildo. She leaned forward and began to press it into him. ‘Aren’t you supposed to use a finger first?’ That was what he had read on the internet. He had even tried that himself, working his finger in gingerly, feeling how the muscular tube grabbed at it. That provoked a laugh. ‘My friend, do you think that anyone is going to take the time to prepare you gently? Be grateful that I am so gentle.