She started crying. I said what happened she said I can’t tell u. I said pls trust me. If u won’t tell me then with whom will you share it? U can�...�t tell mom as she is not well. She said ok but promises me you won’t tell anyone. I said I promise.Then she said your jiju is not.. I said what.. She said he has no desire for sex. It has been 1 year and we only had 3 or 4 times. Oh god I said.. Is that the problem? But I asked why it is so. Have you asked him? She told me number of times but he is. “Four hundred? Five hundred? A grand?”The suggestion took her breath away again. He’d be willing to pay one thousand pounds to penetrate her with the unyielding tool pushing up against her. It felt big, and not just because it was erect. She forced herself to think straight. She couldn’t. It was bad enough being paid 300 pounds for whatever this was. And Greg would be worried. She had to get back to Greg.“Tell me,” Mr Smith insisted. “How much would it cost me to fuck you?” One of his hands had. . You're going to make him look like... like a girl?" the salesgirlstammered, looking back at me. Her eyes kept darting back to mymortified brother. She looked like she was trying to keep from laughingin shock or amusement."No," I answered casually. "He's going to be dressed like a sissy boy. Iwant everyone to know that he's just a boy in girl's clothes. At leastwhen they see him up close."My brother turned an even deeper shade of crimson and hung his head inshame. The salesgirl's head swept. ‘Big ol’ nerd.’ ‘How big?’ She asked, in a comically sexy voice. ‘Almost nine inches,’ I said, again speaking without thinking. I suppose the alcohol and Kaley’s easy manner had loosened my tongue. The size of my cock is certainly not something I would normally reveal to someone I had just met, but I was pretty lit by that time. Kaley laughed again but then she saw I wasn’t kidding. ‘Seriously?’ I nodded. She took a gulp of her cocktail. ‘If you’re joking you should come clean now,’ she said..