"Just the other day, I had to stick up for you in the girl's locker room."I raised my eyebrows. "Oh, really," I said, maintaining my grip and position... I knew what she was up to."Really," she grinned. "I was in the locker room and overheard your ex-girlfriend Jenny talking about you."My eyes narrowed. Jenny and I had an ugly breakup; I knew she was probably saying some bad stuff about you. "What did she say?" She said you were not the most...shall we say...endowed...boyfriend she had ever had,". I must have looked very pale to her. She had the most amazing odor, a light airy scent that floated over her, and a deeper, musky odor; I couldn't, at that time, identify.When I make no reply to her offer of conversation she leans over and kisses me. No woman had ever kissed me before. I had kissed girls. I was good at kissing girls and they liked to kiss me. Kissing Mrs. Ruth was like being sent into the game for DiMaggio, you knew the crowd wouldn't like you, and it was certain you would. That’s undeniably a nice cock you got there, Mr. Jared Morgan.”“It’s superb,” Jaylee breathed.“Yup, it’s one big old king-sized dildo,” Vanessa affirmed.“Which is why,” Jared said, endeavouring to remain calm under such close inspection, “I’ve never felt the need to create any high-rise buildings.”Cherry could not help but smile at the line. “True. Ironically that’s what makes you the perfect subject for my project.” She poked him in the chest. “But, frankly, you look ridiculous with it. Tom decided he was going to host a low-key ‘going away’ party for his house guests on Monday night and invited us along – since many were back at work or travelling the following day he was going to start and finish early and keep the alcohol to a minimum. Sunday was a nice quiet day after the excesses of the previous night. Emma and Chris went out somewhere early evening, Tasha had officially split with Nick, so there were just the three of us sat in front of the fire, Lisa and I having.