“Why ... why wouldn’t they trust me?” he asked in a very quiet voice after a short time.“You failed to capture me, and then you reported that ... had visited you last night. Perhaps someone told them about your locked up Talent. Or perhaps they already knew about it,” I told him, only guessing.“This is all too fantastic to believe,” he muttered, not wanting to believe what I had told him.“Be that as may, it is the truth, and it is time that we returned to your apartment. Someone is liable to have. I knew it was behind the barn back in Frederick, but I could not remember the girl. She was probably right about the women who eked out a living by screwing Washington's fading army. They'd have stolen everything but his eye teeth and left him poxed and lame."Well," she said, stretching and pulling the blanket up to her shoulder, "they'll make fun of him and take advantage of him, won't they. He knows nothing about women despite having three younger sisters." I guess I could remedy that," I. When he was through pissing he started to play with his dick. "Some things aren't fair", I said. "How's that", he asked. "Some guys have so much more cock than I do." He chuckled and says, "Yours looks pretty fine to me". "Thanks, but yours is bigger!" He laughed. His dick is of average length but quite thick. He either has very little foreskin or is circumsized. I asked, "Are you cut?" He replied, "No." He showed me his hood by rolling his foreskin down. It only covered about halfway. “Why not?” Damon asked rhetorically, he then added “Doubt I can screw things up more then I already have.”They both drank their drinks and Damon continued to refill both glasses till full then sat down in the am chair while Jeremy was standing at the side table.“Urgh I can hear them laughing and kissing, if I had had anything to eat I would throw it up.” Damon said with a flutter of frustration in his voice.“Yeah I got used to it when Stephan used to sneak in every night.” “How did you put up.