"Wracking his brain, Mark says "I think I know who I can ask." Who?" Sarah quickly shot back.Confused by her quick response, and fearing backlash he r...sponds with "I'll ask John." Before she can say anything, he defends his answer. "We were roommates senior year. He's about the only one of the four of us I still keep in touch with and we're pretty good friends. He's a little goofy, but a good guy."Feeling satisfied with himself, Mark awaits her response."Was he one of your frat brothers?" She. .. she asked us to... oh... she wasn't feeling well and...." This was the tall lad talking."Guys she's horny and you're helping her. She's too much for me on my own anyway so get going."The dropping cocks rose up and the guys continued. I watched and after about 3-4 minutes, the younger one suddenly said, "Do you really have a nine inch cock?" You bet," I said."Wow, bet it looks amazing," was the reply."You want to see I suppose," I said.That's when he realised he was asking a married man to. Ryan was an OK guy, but he wasn’t really prime material. He was good looking without being handsome, he had a decent income without being even vaguely close to rich, and he was OK in bed, he got me off, for instance, but here I was in the missionary position again with a dick sliding in and out of me. I just wanted someone to love and Ryan wasn’t him. Or her.I looked down and saw that my boobs were flopping about. Well, they were too small to actually flop, but they were moving around. I saw. " I don't know. You don't look so healthy. I think you need some vitamins," he said as he scrutinized me from top to bottom. "I want you to get a good night's rest, then report to my office right after breakfast at 8:00am sharp. You got that?" He pointed his big index finger at me to make sure I understood."Yes sir, 8:00am sharp." Okay, it's time for me to go home," he said as he turned and walked away. As he got to the door of the room, he turned and looked back at me, "Joey, I'm sorry about.