When he walked in, he saw Shannon wearing a robe, holding a spatula over the stove. "I thought you could use a real breakfast," she smiled."You stayed...over?" asked a disoriented Whit."Apparently, I'm still here," she smiled as she put the bacon on a plate that already included scrambled eggs and handed it to him."We didn't..."Shannon's face flushed and she became momentarily flustered. "No, of course not!" before softening when she saw his reaction. "I slept on your couch. I found a pillow and. She didn’t know why it surprised her so much. He was the epitome of sweet. Just the way he looked at her told her how he’d loved her over several lifetimes. She knew this, because she felt exactly the same way. Jean often thought back to the night they met. It wasn’t exactly like in the movies, in its own way it was even more. He walked through the door and her eyes just followed him… she couldn’t take them off of him. This was not typical whatsoever, as normally she didn’t make a habit of. I realized I couldn't hide the fact that mine was kinda puny from her any longer. The subject didn't come up again for a couple of days until Linda told me that she had heard that black men all had such big cocks. I told her that I didn't think they did and the black guys in the porno-flick were an exception rather than a rule. She changed the topic and I thought that was all there was to it. But somehow, I had the feeling that she was still curious about the size of black cock. About a week. Childbirth is no longer as dangerous as it used to be, even though eunuch doctors are the only ones available to the women of the harems. Becoming a eunuch is very rarely a fatal operation since it is carried out by experts in surgical conditions second to none. A girl being cut and sewn to make her incapable of sexual pleasure and virtually unusable by a man (except for sodomy) now has less than a one in a thousand chance of the patient contracting a dangerous infection. Moderation in all.