Truth be told, Lacy was slightly envious of Gaby's lovely looks. At five foot one, Lacy had extra curly hair that was utter hell to do anything with, ...nd facial features that couldn't even compare. No matter what nonsense Gaby told her.She was nowhere near beautiful. Lacy had a huge crush on her best friend and Gaby had told her on more than one occasion that she had the same crush on Lacy. It became rather hard to concentrate on much of anything when the object of your lust worked and hung out. The rest of the week went with out incident. I tried to paint after school to try and get my mind off of her but my mind kept going back to that night. It was late Friday afternoon, the entire week had passed and I was determined to use the week-end to paint. I got home, kicked of my shoes, and thought I would relax in my favorite easy chair for a few minutes before fixing myself something to eat. I had no other plans except to start preparing some watercolor paper so I can start. The red wine was a great ice breaker. Within a short period of time, the three of us were giddily laughing about funny things we had seen or done in college. “Back when I was in college,” I said, “Streaking was the thing to do.” My comments drew a blank look from both Steph and Lexi. Suddenly, I realized the generation gap. They didn’t know what “streaking” was about. Then Steph cupped her hands to her face as she looked at her cell phone. “Please tell me you didn’t,” Steph exclaimed. I smiled.. .. and felt something else was missing.His cock ... it was gone now, too, and the wound had been cauterized. But why? He looked at Jake, who smiled wickedly at him as he dangled the man’s own dick in front of his face. What the hell was going on here? Eugene really panicked now, despite the lack of pain, as his prick had been cut off in his sleep.“Don’t worry, Gene. We’re not done with you yet. Look further down. Your feet are gone, too. In fact, everything below your knees is gone. I wanted.