I think the poison's done somethin' to my pecker so I need you to do some o' your doctorin' on it!" Granma McCutcheon laid the stirrin' spoon against ...he inside of the pot and she walked over to me, and she said, "Wendell, you are a special kind of stupid!" I said, "Thanks Granma, but I need help with my pecker, not compliments." Granma McCutcheon looked down at the front of my jeans, and she shook her head, and she said, "Wendell, ain't nobody ever learned you about the birds and the bees?" I. Fine, does that make you happy? Yes, I caused it. Well, actually I didn't cause it, I just reacted to it. I think it makes a difference anyway.We were back stage and Natalie was just coming off while the next act was standing near us getting ready. I know, I know, I shouldn't have gotten involved but I couldn't help myself. Like I said we were standing there with Natalie coming our way and Sam quivering and getting ready to piss his pants when I looked over at the next act a couple of meters. Short (52 1/2), moody and a true brainiac, but pretty. What always made them think that I was supposed to be the first to share a bed with someone, thanks to the number of guys who already asked me out. But it wasnt that way. I was… weird. I couldnt even masturbate properly. The description my friends gave of an orgasm simply didnt match with anything Id ever experienced. One day I came to a friend crying, asking her if I was frigid. She said I wasnt frigid, I was just stupid. Thats why I love. We drank most of a bottle of red wine with our steaks. At one point, Sharon started giggling."What's so funny?" I asked her."Oh, just thinking of how you're going to look when you get your next helping of beef, later on."After dinner, we went into the living room and began cuddling and kissing. I serviced Sharon orally for an hour or so as she watched her favorite sitcoms, then she announced it was time for me to get the fucking I deserved. I was so nervous and excited, but I also had to pee.