”Looking out the window, Ed took a sip of his iced tea. A number of the other patrons there watched him and saw that he wasn’t boasting about it. ...n a way, it made him more approachable. The waitress answered, “Oh, wow. I didn’t know that.”Linda looked across the table at her husband and said, “He doesn’t like to talk about that kind of stuff. He’d rather know about how other people are doing.”“But he’s a hero,” said the waitress unable to understand why he wouldn’t want to talk about it.Ed. I see all these busy kids, what are they doing?”“Ah, yes, I am so proud of my busy little elves. They are making pingers, Sir. Thousands and thousands of pingers.”“I’ve heard the term, pingers, what are they? it is a piece of equipment that the Navy doesn’t use.”“Well Sir, that’ll take a little explanation. You know that all mass has gravity? That things with a lot of mass, have a lot of gravity. Pingers work on that principle. A pinger is basically a transmitter. We put a pinger, or a spread. Kyle wants to buy sexy clothes , tight clothes. Clothes that show he has a body. Kyle is very skinny now, but tight with slender muscle; he hasn't been eating lunch, but he's been working out all summer. Sometimes at night he goes into the backyard and strips naked. As he looks at his body in the moonlight, Kyle pretends he is being filmed for a nude scene in a movie. Hi is sure someone is watching him, but he doesn't know who. An older man probably. An older man might want him.After. Brushing here and there over the smooth sensitive skin of his prick, her frosted fingernails scratched a pleasing agitation. Likewise, her other hand wedged itself between the intimate contact of their crotches and found his testicles. His breathing increased in deepness as her delightfully cool fingers encompassed his sac and traced little swirls over his scrotum.While the girl lavished her manual dexterity over his cock and balls, his hands once again moved to the firm, proud balls that.