I guessed that I was supposed to take comfort in that. Turning to her oddly dressed roommate she continued, “…but don’t take my word...for it. Ask Ricky here. He’s probably a better judge than me.” I hated being called Ricky. I hated it even when I was eight and I hate it at twenty-eight. But somehow I resisted the urge to tell her so. What was that smell? “So wadda-ya think Rick? Do ya like it? Does it turn you on?” Alicia asked sarcastically. Then she. I watched Him remove what appeared to be a fair-sized cock. As He started to slip it thru the hole, I saw that it was thick and about 7inches limp. I took it in my hand and began stroking. He immediately started getting harder and it continued to grow. At half-hard it must have been 2inches thick and over 8inches long. I asked myself why He had been hiding a cock this impressive. I began to suck on the fat mushroom head as I continued to stroke the lengthening and thickening shaft. He was soon. 00. The Arranger was the last I met in the bar, so we sat together longer than the others. He asked me whether there were some things I would rather not happen, as well as things I yearned for. He suggested that when we get to the room, I strip down to my lingerie and heels, while the men all retained their suits. He had brought some mood music, and suggested that a slow intimate dance with each man would assist. He asked me if I had ever been with more than one man, whether I had enjoyed men. Another car hit her from behind before it could stop. The Fire Dept had to practically cut the car to pieces to get her out–the car was crushed like a pop can." She was in the hospital for nearly a month before she was able to come home. It took a whole year before she could go back to work as a teacher." But her back was never strong enough for her to stand long enough to teach so she had to medically retire. Luckily she had tenure and had worked long enough to get a decent retirement and her.