In fact, she wants to know who I have in mind. And I appreciate your understanding my predicament." All right, who else is involved?" I don't know any...ne else who I'd trust with this." Well ... I have a friend who knows how to keep his mouth shut, and isn't too bad in the looks department." Who is it?" A guy by the name of Marty Steppanelli." I don't think I know him," Robert said."We've hung out together for a couple years now. More now that I got separated from Marilyn. Anyway, the ladies. Two... three!"As I hauled my upper body into the attic, Keri pushed on my legs. Problem was, she pushed too much "forward" and not enough "upward," so my waist bent and my legs swung away from her, just a little bit. This caused her hands to slide up my jean-covered legs rather quickly, the friction heating my thighs. Before I really knew what had happened, the palms of her hands were directly on top of the front pockets of my jeans, with her thumbs pressing directly on my cock.My cock, already. As for Zax’s part in the project? Well, nothing that requires actual time or effort. His deterring presence is more than enough of help for this enterprise and besides, there are other things he will rather do.... “Little Zax, enough with the gloomy face. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad to have you as company for these couple of days, but by now you dampened the mood so much that it’s unbearable!” Laivien nudged again and again her big white doe head against Zax’s little human head.“It had been. At least my breathing got back to normal. My right leg hurt badly but it also moved more readily. I decided to try putting weight on it and pulled myself into a sitting position at the back of the truck. That worked and I decided to go further. I pulled my knee up and pushed on it trying to lever up with my right leg and my arms. That put weight on my left leg and I had to stop. I thought about it some more and finally figured a way to lever up that didn't affect my left leg much. It dangled.