My clenched hand enclosed my throbbing shaft and quickly dealt with the problem. Stroking it back and forth, with eyes closed, replaying the moment of...first eye contact with the new neighbour, I soon had a small fountain of semen decorating my belly. It was about an hour later when there came a knock on my door, a definite female kind of demand for attention, firm yet light of the weight that a male knuckle places upon a door. I lay my Sunday paper on the table beside my cereal and coffee, and. Anyway I am leaving the bar when I realize I don't have any milk for my morning cereal and I see a bodega about a half a block away so I say fuck it and walk over to get some after it's only half a block right well I am passing a dark alley when a hand shoots out grabs my long hair and yanks me into the alley his hand covers my mouth and he drives me against the wall where the back of my head connects sharply I see stars and am momentarily stunned he takes this opportunity to lift my dress and. This was the first time some one apart from me would be looking at my dick, I thought! Pants went down. Undi was still there. I was shocked, what was so big under it? May be even I haven’t seen my dick the way it’s going to be now. He grabbed it and pressed it. It was ticklish and the thing grew again. He took face off my nipple and looked at it “Lavada motha ahe tuza(your dick is big)” I said “What?”, he laughed and replied ” Lavada , nunni” I never knew dick is called Lavada in Marathi slang.. Aneyebrow went up when Tamara mentioned Rita's visit."Is that right?" Larry remarked after swallowing some of his meal. "Iwould've expected that woman t' give you right up t' Rita! I heardshe's a radical feminizer, sport. Good thing y' don't have yer manhoodanymore." She was surprisingly supportive, actually," Tamara admitted. "Told melater that she was testing me." An' y' passed. Not s'prised." Larry sipped at the wine he orderedbefore continuing. "Oh...an' don't you worry 'bout ref'rences..