Nick was on a videoconference with Max. The were talking about matters of much less import than that, but undoubtedly so had great men throughout hist...ry. When Nick ended the call, he looked Emily over. “You look nice.”Emily hoped Nick meant she looked businesslike. Taking a page from Brenda Whitehall-Stone’s playbook, she’d dressed in a smart charcoal-gray suit layered over undergarments meant to downplay her chest and wore her hair in a simple, businesslike bun. The outfit didn’t do anything. She was absolutely discovering my stiff dick.She was pressing harder with her toes.Probably, she was comparing my dick with her husband's dick. But, there was jeans between her toes and my dick.Her toes was touching to my jeans accidentally.And, she felt my stiff dick, after a few touch.First, she did not want to touch her toes ,when she felt my dick.She slightly pulled back her right foot.I forced her foot slightly.After, she put her toes on my jeans.Absolutely, she was feeling my stiff dick.I. "Yes! What about me?" asked the point of the question.Riley's heart sank. She should have known a man wouldn't want a little boy in the way, mucking up his chances to get in Riley's pants."Can he come too?" continued Bob. "Does he have school?"Relief washed through Riley and, for the first time since she'd been in Bob's physical presence, she had a strong premonition that she was going to sleep with him. She hadn't felt like that about a man in a long time. It didn't shock her that she'd. I thought about it for a few moments without responding. Learning another instrument is usually a major project, but if Thad said it was easier because I already played guitar, then I'd give it a shot."Okay, Stan. I'll try it. I hope Thad's a real patient guy, Bud. I'm no screaming hell on guitar, so four strings instead of six might be more my speed." Great. Once again, Ed, you are willing to come through for me. Thank you. I'll let you and Bud decide how to get together and see how it works.