My mind went to my first level maths lessons, on cylindrical and conic sections; what was happening was that we were inserting one cylinder – my pri...k – into another cylinder – Cathy’s vagina. If the axes of the two weren’t collinear, then rather than being presented with what was basically a circular opening, my prick was trying to enter an ellipse and the minor axis was smaller than the diameter of her vagina... “Stop that!” I said to myself. “What do you think you are doing, trying to solve. I'm certainly no John Holmes, but I've never had any other woman complain about my equipment. Quite the reverse. I've actually had compliments.The upshot was that Paddi-Ann said she'd move out, and I called her bluff. I even offered to help her. She called her old roommate and asked if she could move back in. I took five carloads of her shit to the apartment, and that was that.Fuck it. Paddi-Ann was history. Larissa had called her a cunt. As a matter of fact, so had I on the preceding Saturday.. We need to keep an eye on her. You?" Ah, meant to be playing with the boys but... I think I'm the fifth wheel."The other laughed and held out her hand. "I'm Mary by the way." Sammy." He introduced as they shook hands."Sounds like we both have time to kill, Sammy." She said with a smirk, putting the brush away. "You got anything in mind?"He couldn't help it as his eyes roamed over her body before smiling. "I've got a pack of cards." He said, pulling it from his pocket. "How about a game?" Sounds. Ben very much liked the shot and with only a cursory attempt at subtlety enquired if I had done any more with the implication of the naughtier the better.At this point caution made me coy. You will have to wait and see is what I said, though I did send one similar to the last but in a different outfit, leather jeans, suede boots and a blue brocade to which he replied with more drool though phrased elegantly. There was no doubt that he appreciated my taste in clothes now we had to see about the.