Combined with my irresistable boyish charm I shall have her sleep with me in thanks.”Vernon just stared at him for a while. Then he said: “You’r... a sick little monkey.”Gabe nodded, sporting an ear to ear grin.“But you’ll never get into her panties.” Vernon continued, “Not even you.”“Why?”“Let’s just say that every Rose has her thorn.”Gabe didn’t get it, “I happen to have a twelve year old bottle of Glen Talloch tucked away. It’s yours if you’re right.”“I’m looking forward to it.”Five o’clock. ”Not mentioning safer away from the side that would catch the worse.“This side, we’ll lower last.”(The backside of a hurricane switches wind direction 180 degrees.)He started hauling the most useful items, splitting between placing them in the truck and the guest room in case they had to abandon one or the other (‘all eggs one basket = bad’). He also brought extra blankets, towels, food, water, and rolled his luggage in, loaded with clothes and other stuff.The guest room was starting to get. I look again at his reflection, Hmmmmmm, rock hard now, and I note he is staring right at me, it's a nice warm feeling knowing you are being desired and visualized as a sexual object.I turn to look around me and stop and look directly at him, then down at his erection. He stops wanking, suddenly confronted mid act, unsure of my reaction, but he is OK, I have no intention of screaming, I want to see him 'Shoot', so I look left and back, we are alone, so I look back and down, and he smiles and. “There could be hundreds, thousands, or even millions?”“Yes, absolutely, Your Magnificence.”He could potentially shake hands with millions of his subjects at once, so they could feel his firm grip.“This same technology would also work with your most magnificent, intimate, private sexual member.”Oh! Now he got it. He could penetrate hundreds of his female subjects with his penis at once, so they could feel its magnificence for themselves! “Very interesting...” he said, though he controlled.