And this day was no different. I stood by themachine, waiting for the cycle to end. I knew that Mother was waiting todo some laundry as well. Everythi...g was going well. I just hate whenMother is waiting for the washing machine and dryer as I needed a littlebit of privacy when removing things that I didn't want her to see. So allwas going smoothly. I put my clothes into the dryer and started themachine.I made the mistake of leaving and going down to my room for a few minutes.Mother entered the. One of the nice things about these Hondas was that their suspensions could be lowered almost 3 inches if you were going to ride mostly on the street. Greg also purchased three street sprockets so the engine wouldn’t rev as high at 60 mph, either. These would be the perfect ‘first bikes’ for the girls.During my nap, I tried flashing Mary.Nothing. I hated not having her in my head. Sometimes I teased her about always being there, but secretly, I loved it that she was.I was now desperately hoping. And of course, we worked together in the same office. I was considered her superior in the scheme of things, even though we were in different departments, so any move by me could be seen as harassment. Unless she was interested too? To look at her, you would probably wonder why I was so taken by her. Her hips are a bit too big (by “magazine” beauty standards), and so is her butt, she has a mouth on her like a longshoreman, and she’s a smoker, which is usually a big turn-off for me. She’s a. "I leaned over to get a look at it as Cynthia held it. It was, in a word: 'Massive.' In fact, I'd never seen such a big cock, ever! It was nearly as long as Cynthia's forearm, and almost (but not quite) as big around as her wrist!I guess Mike and Jan were pleased at our expressions, because they both laughed."He got him one BIG fucking cock, don't he?!" Mike said, directing the comment to me, but to Cynthia as well."It's--big!" I replied."It's HUGE!" Mike corrected me."I didn't know a guys cock.