I suppose I'd better describe myself. I'm six foot and I weigh two hundred and fifty pounds. I keep in shape by running every morning and going to the...gym twice a week. I have short black hair and blue eyes. My dick isn't super long, only seven inches when it's hard, but it's very thick.Anyway, while Katie was in the bathroom, I stripped down to my boxers and laid on her bed, waiting for her to emerge. When she did, I couldn't have been more surprised. I had expected her to come out wearing. Take a look?"I knew where this was going. In serious tone I asked, "Take a look at what, Nicole?" Ummmm... you know, his.. his penis. Please Amy, please, just once." Nicole pleaded.I was furious. I wanted to yell at her, but Master was sleeping. I tried to keep my voice down, "Nicole, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Oh come on Amy. We are friends, right? Just a peek won't hurt. I just wanted to confirm whether you were telling the truth or not." Look Nicole, you are crossing the line now.. " I smiled back, rested my head on her shoulder. "The whole say your name thing... ugh, that was fucking hot." She laughed after she said it, and her tone of voice was the same as if she was saying, "It's 40 degrees outside today." The only way to describe her tone was that of a best friend. So casual, so.... comfortable. It was amazing.I had to tell her so. "You're amazing, you know that?" Ha! Amazingly persuasive, maybe! Sorry about going all predatory on you earlier." I laughed, "uh, I think. Her head sank further into the pillow with all the questions running through her head.“Hell, I probably won’t even hear back from him,” she spoke aloud as she closed her eyes. * Sunlight flooded the room through the skylight. The birds sang their sweet melodies and cars revved down the street as Charlotte rubbed her eyes. She looked around the room, pondering the previous night’s activity. She was adamant that it would all be some sick joke to get naked pictures from girls and that they were.