Karl and I talked for a while longer until we were both chuckling at Chriss condition and feeling embarrassed and sorry for him. He looked so cute and...innocent to me slumped in my lap, and I was running my hand through his thick hair to make him feel better when Karl suggested that he help Chris get into the tent. I remember wondering suddenly why Karl had even come over and I felt the connection between us as he stood up and lifted Chris up more easily than I thought he would and carry him. ” Becky spoke as if she had seen Bob firsthand.“That is why I have been with Ron, to practice” beamed Becky as she pushed one small breast out with pride and slipped a finger around the edge of her panty.Jim just shook his head again and asked, “Becky where would you ever get the idea about the size of Bob’s cock, or any other cock for that matter, oh… wait a second …, from Ron, right??”“YES, if you have to know, from Ron” now it was. . it seemed like some old records playing on a juke box and as he neared the window he could see an old fashioned bar that looked deserted. no wonder, he thought, who would be out and about on a night like this. he stood for a few moments deciding on whether to cut his losses and go home or have a drink first. as the place was empty there didnt seem any chance of finding any company tonight. he was about to turn away and give up when he noticed a woman come from the back end of the bar and. "Yeah, yeah," he said dejectedly.The blush finally began leaving his face as he made his way to the bus stop. Once he had a moment to himself, he looked up to the dark blanket of the early morning sky, appreciating the barely visible wisps of cloud that fogged his view of the stars. He took a deep breath of fresh air and held it in his lungs before slowly letting it out, hoping that the rest of his day went more smoothly than his morning. Then again, his morning wasn’t all bad. In fact, it had.