I kept my cool but simply asked him where a tape measure is. He darted off and within half a minute had found one, So he measured his cock first - not...the most impressive, but you know, we were young. He measured in at three and a half inches, and me - well, I am big and, unlike most British guys, cut (which I think looks nicer and feels nicer). I came in at six and a half inches (I'm now 8 and a bit, go me). And then we measured each others cocks. This was the first time I had ever had a hand. I shake my head. Did Leanna know this would happen? Did she know Id be here with this man? More memories return. I see my daughter, tall, red hair smiling at me, leading me somewhere. To a building. I see her smiling face after she whispers in my ear to relax and have fun. We were at a club, thats what led me here a stupid night club. Images of her laughing, talking, dancing with men, pointing in my direction, waving me over. My husband, Doug, I see his face next. Was Leanna trying to get me to. All he can do is be himself. Ah, the things that us brothers must endure in this society, eh? You should see the way they look at me at work, man. I’m a tall Black man in a business suit, I’ve got more degrees than a thermometer and I am actually good at my job. You don’t survive in corporate America if you’re a lousy worker. I recently got promoted within the auditors division of Fidelity Investments. Think of the auditors as the internal police force of the company. We’re the corporate sharks. Henry wasn’t altogether certain that this was a good idea, he REALLY hated the thought that everyone would be looking at them. It kinda freaked him out.Just then he heard Alex say, rather loudly “Did we lose Henry and Cindy again? My god we are going to have to oomph.”Barely perceptible he could hear laughing.“Jen, what was that for?” Alex asked.“Just, leave it alone, or you’ll get more of the same.” she said.More laughing could be heard, just a bit louder.Wow, Cindy really did have it.