”“You’d better make that a boner, a schlong would be too limp.”The house geek ended the conversation by correcting me, “Flaccid, not limp.�...We tested on Monday and I scraped up a B while my sister topped the charts as usual. The rest of the week in Biology was spent on Reproduction which was fun because the guys in class were ragging on the girls constantly for examples and practice, the teacher was barely able to control the testosterone. The storm of innuendo and suggestions in the room. Snyder.”“OK,” he answered, “If you don’t want me to,” then he added, “You know what. Why don’t I give you a bath? I’ll wash your hair, and then brush it out. Maybe we can put it in pig tails.”“Pig tails,” she scoffed, “I haven’t worn pig tails in years.”He said, “The girls will like it.”She almost giggled when she said, “OK,” maybe just once.”They tried the pig tails thing, but it didn’t work, at thirty-seven a woman with short hair in pigtails was silly. On the other hand some other things did. Back in the isolated apartment, he danced with her again. John had selected some music while Karin was in the bathroom freshening up. Actually, she was shaking so much with sexual frustration and excitement she could barely pee. John had turned off all the lights but one overhead spotlight. This light was now turned to create a circle of light in the center of the floor. The rest of the room was in deep shadows.She had finally gathered back together a semblance of composure, but then lost it. "Look, why don't you go out there and relax, it's the holidays." Carol said, nodding out of the window in front of her. Will grunted and went upstairs to get changed into some shorts.His cock stayed down just long enough for him to jump into the hot tub with his brother-in-law and his wife Yvette. Chris, who still looked quite good for his age didn't seem to notice the tension suddenly rise. Both Yvette and Will sat there trying not to notice each other. What seemed like an eternity later Carol.