"Come again." "Lola, when you were in my womb, the doctor wasn't sure of what sex you would be, so when you were born you had a very tiny penis that l...oked like a vagina so we assumed you were a girl. And the doctor said as I got older it wouldn't be noticeable until I reached my teens. So when you reached your early teens, I was relieved that you hadn't developed properly. I'd noticed that you had grown tiny balls and then they grew slightly bigger but weren't noticeable." "Why didn't you tell. I’m sorry, are you okay?” I heard Sara’s voice trailing off as she talked to me through the door. Was I okay? Would she be okay if she walked into the bathroom and saw me with some guys cock in my mouth? I was too embarrassed to answer her, and yet I couldn’t move. I heard the guy shuffling around the bathroom, and I then I heard him cry out, as she must have jabbed him in the ribs. “Knock it off!” I heard her whisper. “Amy’s really upset, and I’m not finishing what we started.” He was. I couldn’t help but to clench on his fingers because I was getting so turned on. My wetness was shining off of the street light on the road. He said, “I can’t believe how wet you are. You must be turned on babe. I think you want my cock you sassy little college girl. In fact, why don’t I just see how many fingers you can handle.” He put in two fingers, then three, then four, then five, then he was so hard at that moment that he forced my hand unto his cock and said, feel how fucking hard. I looked at Mark then back to the clerk and said, "We will have to make it work."We spent the next two hours in a video conference call with our group. After two hours we decided to call it and would make another call tomorrow morning at 8:30; by then all the last minute costs and data would be in. Marcy agreed that the morning would be best. Plus, it would give everyone more time to rehash things for a better ending.Mark and I went to a southern barbeque restaurant for supper. You just can not.