“You laughin’ at my accent?”“It just took me by surprise. I love your accent.”“I could change it if you’d prefer something closer to hom...,” she said. I was dumbfounded. There was no trace of the Louisiana accent of just a minute ago.“Wait. Are you fooling with me? Where are you really from?”“Really, Louisiana. But I listen to people and can copy almost any accent. I like my own most of the time, though.”“I do, too,” I said enthusiastically. “It’s cool.”A bouncing bubble of blonde mirth came. It was something he was uncommonly good at it.Once, as a finance intern in a large manufacturing firm with nothing better to do, Brian started drawing diagrams of his department, connected with arrows and lines to show how everyone worked together, who influenced who, and so on. Eventually he began to connect these diagrams to larger groups in the organization, such as Engineering, Sales, Administration, etc. and then also with outside influences, vendors, customers, and so on.Soon the diagrams. What the bloody hell is this?! she thought. Did my fantasy dream actually become real? Dixie touched it with her left hand and her body trembled with pleasure as she gasped. She couldn't believe that it actually looked as though she had a dick. Well, this was something she'd never experienced before. Her hand went back to it again and held it like the shaft of a man's cock and she moved her hand up and down it, breathing and gasping out loud and fast. The rhythm grew faster and faster. Dixie. He started thrusting it in and out of my mouth. i could tell he was going to cum. i felt my cheeks swell up i tryed to swallow it but it made a loud noise when some of it blew out. i sat back on the toilet and started thinking about what i just did. about the time i started to get up and leave. another one come through even bigger. i tried telling myself thats enough lets get out of here. but the thought of suck that cock was to much.so i leand over and w****d my lips around that one. i could.