"Manu could not believe her docility, "It's all right Lila." How are you going to ... you know, de-clit me?"Manu took a deep breath, "I'm sorry that t...e instructions are so specific Lila. I would have preferred to slice it off with a knife or cut it off with scissors; I don't have that choice, I hope you understand." I understand sir; you are most kind." It is simple, I will take three irons and place them in a lit charcoal brazier," Lila shuddered when he said this, "I will let them heat until. Most of the bar area people were gathered for a Friday night meal and used the bar while waiting for a table to open. Most of the patrons were in their forties or older, married, and looked like my parents. But, a few of the women were hot. I made eye contact with one lady, who I thought was super sexy. She was dressed in a short cocktail dress with long, tan, slender legs and heels. At 18, my cock was rock hard at watching her, and her smile only aggravated the situation. She was wearing a. But I'm normal -- maybe even a little above average. (Guys sneak looks at each other in the locker room, whenever they get a chance, trying to reassure themselves that Mother Nature hasn't treated them unfairly. I'm no exception. I knew I was no monster, but plenty big enough.)Margarita, however, was not faking. There was genuine fear in her eyes, and I sensed a definite air of retreat that hadn't been any part of her aggressive behavior, up until that time."It's not too big, Margarita! You. ‘… you were in a coma. We were all so worried about you.’ She finished, giving her head a subtle shake to clear the images in her mind that the hug had obviously and untimely brought to the surface. ‘Hey, sweetie. You okay?’ ‘Yeah, fine! It’s you we’ve been worried about. They told us in the ER what happened, and that you were in a coma. They didn’t know how long you would be in one, or if you would ever come out, so we just waited. We came to visit, but we don’t think you knew.’ ‘If I did, I.