Um ... manhood."She laughed. "You call him Mr. John Thomas?" It's a traditional name," I said, with as much dignity as I could muster."Well, I think I...want to meet Mr. John Thomas," she said.I admit I was a little fired up by now, so I didn't resist. I just skinned out of my shorts and let her see it.Gone was her little game of just touching it with part of her hand. Mr. John Thomas became her instant new, best friend as she gripped him lovingly and stroked him like a massage therapist in. " Two guys, other football players had been a dozen feet behind us and they pushed past, heading into the locker room."Ohhh..." I sort of gasped when Mark let me go."My turn." Chris pulled me to his chest and kissed me just as deeply, but softer, more tenderly the way he does."Hi Chris ... Having fun?" Stacy Martin and Linda Lyons, Stacy's best friend, were walking past us towards the girls' locker room, giggling."Ummm..." I licked my lips when Chris was done with me and I was blushing and. As I listened to you tonight, I thought to myself, my mum is an ally someone whom I can share things with and can talk to when I have problems or need advice."As I said this, I could see tears springing to my mother's eyes."Oh Becky darling," she said. "You don't know how happy it makes me to hear you say that." Oh yes I do," I replied, "For it makes me just as happy to know that I can do it."She pushed me away with a sniffle and said."Come on, let's get the supper on the table" then she. He saw my badge and said, "Oh, an Indian lawman. Are you going to arrest me?" No, being an ill mannered ass is not against the law," I said."I think I will teach you some manners on my own then," he said and stepped up to me an uncorked a roundhouse right.I was not a fighter, but I had taken a few self-defense classes. I stepped inside his big punch and stomped his left foot and let him have an uppercut to the jaw. I heard his teeth click together and he went out like a light.I picked up my.