"Rose Ann chimes in, "I don't see how he can miss with you as his consultant. Now, you guy stop talking shop and get in there and meet the people with...the checkbooks." Dad wheels himself toward the living room."Rose Ann, could I ask a favor?" Asking is free. Shoot!" I'd like to work on this tomorrow if I could. Would you be willing to drive me to the lumber yard to pick up some stuff I'll need to get started?" No problem-o, Randall. Don't show up before nine though. Saturday's my day to sleep. "You need to start stroking it first," he said. I took hold of his dick, and started playing with it. Slowly it filled with blood and became erect. I ran my fingers around the head, feeling the softness of the skin and the hardness underneath.After a while, Steve said "Now take it in your mouth. Watch out for your teeth. Apply some suction ... yeah that's it, use your tongue ... ahhh." I could tell that he was starting to get into it. "Stroke the shaft," he said, so I started running my fingers. I wondered to see a small placid ding dong, in the place of a monster of previous night. Just to have a feel of it, I slowly touched it. To my surprise, when I took it in my hand, it started to grow big. To my great embarrassment, I found my brother in law awake and smiling at me. Indu, Want to play with it? When he asked, I was shivering. Then he encouraged me, go on pressing it and stroke it. As I did so, it grew longer and longer and fatter and fatter, so that I was not able to hold it in my. I discovered it didn’t help me go to sleep though. So I was painting.I’d stood in the middle of my room and held Nana’s locket in my hand. All the various painted Becs had looked down at me from their positions on my wall.“Hello my name is Rebecca and I’m a Dan-oholic!”“Hi Rebecca!” they all sung out in unison.“It’s been fifteen hours since the last time I hugged Dan.”“Aaah!” they all said.I didn’t know what to say after that. That little scene had appeared in several TV programs and films that.