When I got to the last question, I just told them because I had an accident that put me in a coma.Uh oh. That must have been a cue to give me the fift... degree.I already knew they were going to try every possible way they could to get me to say getting struck by lightning had been why I was in a coma.“Do you even know what caused me to be in a coma? The doctors won’t tell me. Someone said I ran toward some kids practicing tug of war and hit their rope with my chest. I just guessed I did a Willie. "I look like a traffic cone!" Oh, but I like it! Your hair is what first got my attention on your profile."And the night had progressed from there. After such a dull set of digital exchanges, it was a surprise to both of them how well they clicked. When they decided to move from the bar down to a real table and have dinner, they took the opportunity to exchange cell numbers.But now the night was over. Looking around at the tasteful garland and small clusters of Christmas lights in the. . after a coulple of mins I slid over to his side, he said nothing but I could see a v large bulge in his shorts! (I think he had just been playing football), I was feeling very horny so just decided why not and slid my hand over his lap and started rubbing it... he said nothing so I kept going, after a moment of that I decided to get it out, OMFG it was huge... i nearly screamed... I slowly started to rub it and it just seemed to get bigger!! It was easily as wide as my arm, and I could barely. ..”“I’ve grown up.”“You definitely have. Don’t remember you being this lumpy when we used to wrestle.”“Mom made us stop when you reached puberty.”“I know,” I said. “Just when it REALLY started getting fun to get you pinned.”“Pervert,” she giggled.“I’m the pervert? You just crawled on me and screwed my head off.”Giggle. “Mine was spiritual – the mating of two souls. You were just a horny boy who wanted to get off on his little sister...”“Never did, though. Not from wrestling, anyway...”“But you.