”I turned back around and leaned my naked butt against the sink edge.“Come on, don’t be embarrassed. You’re only seventeen. It could be anothe... three or four years before it happens. I bet some of the guys you know talk about it like they have. Don’t believe it just because they say it. Most of the time they’re bullshitting.”“Yeah, I know they are. You can tell, but I never say anything to them.”“So, you don’t have anything to worry about. Just keep on masturbating like you been doing.”This. “It’s OK. Your birthday party is planned for noon, and the wedding starts at 4:00pm. We’ll leave the reception about 10:00pm to go to Carol Stream.”“Where are Cindi and Chris getting married?” Jessica asked.“Berkeley-Hillside Presbyterian Church,” I said. “The pastor there is a friend of Cindi’s.”“Chris and Cindi don’t go to church, do they?” Kara asked.“No,” I said. “But her friend is cool with doing the wedding.”“And the reception?” Kara asked.“At The Carlisle in Lombard. It’s on Butterfield. She did need her cove explored. She shivered with sexual misery. If Dell had just made the gesture, she just knew she couldn't have resisted; she would have flopped over, flung her feet into the air and spread her milky thighs wide. She wouldn't have resisted one iota as he presented his manhood to her. She would have let him take her--and she would have taken him! She fluttered and burned and itched all through her loins. She needed it! She needed a man!"Phil!" she cried. She had heard many. Plus you seem to need the company." Well, that is quite flattering." Yes, but Hera must not know. She supposedly got over her jealousy long ago, but I can't trust her on that point, and I don't want to risk your life." Okay, well I don't plan on telling her." So, your ex thought that you were too fat?" Yes." Stupid mortal. Your build requires a little extra fat to flesh you out. He should not condemn you for that 'cause it's natural." Thank you, sir. I didn't realize that any men felt that.