Both. I don't know. Mutual. Why do you ask?" I just want to know about the man I'm about to marry," said Caitlin, tweaking her fiancé's still slightl... tumescent penis. "Is there some dark secret I should know about? Why did you and your ex-wife divorce? Was there something you did?" Erm..." said Ken, whose penis was beginning to twitch with reawakened desire. "It wasn't me." Are you sure?" asked Caitlin with a teasing smile as she cupped Ken's testicles in her palm and pecked her lips on its. Sharon gave Debbie a pen and some paper and told her to copy down somenumbers. Sharon then measured my chest, my waist, my hips, the lengthfrom my waist to halfway down my thigh, my legs, and my foot. I had noidea what she was up to. Debbie was busy copying down the measurements.Sharon reported to me, "You're a little big in some places, but we canwork on that. You'll do, though." Sharon and Debbie giggled, beingvery pleased with themselves.Then the girls went back to the couch, ignoring me. But all my whores call me mr pimp." he surely didn't look like a pimp. He was tall and not very muscular but with the tight shirt he was wearing it showed he had some muscles and he dressed like any normal teen. "we'll how old are you?" "I'm 13" his eyes filled from concern to understanding "ah a runaway! Do you have any way of earning money or food?" I started to cry again." hey don't cry it's okay. Listen I know this place in town were the man that runs the place lets tons of people pay but. . ? Oh, yeah, that'll be wrapped up today."I'm no Sherlock Holmes, but he seemed a tad bit nervous during our brief conversation. He took my name and address and said he'd have the test results mailed to me.After I got home, I thought about my impressions of Harlan. And then it struck me that Mary had said that they wouldn't do anything until I had approved Harlan for the job. But they had already made appointments? I decided I needed a little expert advice.I had been friends with Terry.