He was embarrassed to admit how it really made him feel, and he knew his friend wouldn't understand."Honestly, it's become almost normal now. At first... it wasn't easy to watch, but I've grown used to it. Like I told Rochelle at the beginning, it's really no different than watching someone participate in a hotdog eating contest."Anthony burst into laughter, and his beer nearly spurted from his nose."You didn't fucking say that, did you?"Aaron nodded his head, and then broke into laughter as. This one waxed her pubes, an indication of wealth and perhaps a streak of masochism. She was carrying a little extra poundage on her hips and around her midsection, but nothing that couldn't be worked off with diet and some vigorous exercise. Based on what he'd heard from some of the girls about this tall, dominant individual, his date for the evening was going to get plenty of exercise, maybe even a little more than she expected or wanted for a first date. The tall man leaned forward. But she always told me if itever were to happen, which she highly doubted, she would at leastwant to be eaten or fucked to orgasm.It was frustrating that we never got past the bedroom fantasies. Ittook me about 5 years to even bring my fantasy up to her, it waseven longer to get it fulfilled. But one day while we were in lyingnaked in bed about to make love, I decided to take a chance. Iwanted her to know my fantasies. Who knows, maybe she would enjoyat least listening to them. It started when. After joking around for a bit, Garry switched the subject to something that had been going on at the station house. Garry said, Theres a guy thats been coming around every few days looking for you. My brow wrinkled in puzzlement and I asked, Looking for me? What guy? Brian said, He wont say who he is. He just keeps asking for youshowed up last Monday, asked for David. Garry said, We told him you werent hereoffered to give you a messagehe just said hed be back. Clueless, I just shook my head.