" That's a horrible thing to say!" gasped Claire, who was suddenly aware of a number of black people around them, some of them within earshot."It's ju...t a saying," said Cindy, impatiently. "We're going out for drinks after work. I'm calling Danny as soon as we get back to work and telling him I'll be late. What excuse will you make to John?" She blinked. "What excuse do you usually make to John when you ... you know ... get away to be with him?"It was too much. Something snapped inside her.. .. interesting sensations. God, I couldn'tremember ever being this aware of my nipples as a guy, yet now they werealmost uncomfortably hard. "Want some alone time with them or ready toswap for a bit?" Oh, uhm ..." Ollie mumbled, his cheeks pinkening slightly as he pulledhis hands from his chest. "Whatever ..."Grinning, I closed the gap between us with an eager, "Whatever, it is!"Then, I grabbed the transformed guy's hands and planted them right atopmy new sweater puppies to give him. I saw Tasha’s eyes dart towards the budge that had formed in my crotch.Tasha smiled and stepped towards where I was seated at the entry to my cubicle. I parted my legs and silently patted my inner thigh. Once again, she bit down on her lower lip as she looked down at me.“You know,” she said softly, “You can’t do that.”“Do what?” I sarcastically replied. I rubbed my hand back and forth on the inside of my leg and then over my crotch.“You know what you’re doing…” Tasha retorted.“What am I doing?”. Um, amenities that Soph set up for me here.” I replied.“Need any help?” She asked, smirking at me and looking down at my groin.“Like what? Aiming it for me? I think I can manage.” I laughed, sticking my tongue out at her.“Aww ... spoilsport.” she laughed, then her expression changed to something softer. “Come on, let me pick out a shirt for you to wear while you ... handle things.”Before I got hurt, I never really considered the mechanics of a visit to the bathroom, but now that I couldn’t.