I dont remember but I must have called him back because he turned with a grin on his lips and slid his pants down until his dick sprung up, hard and e...ect. Over the last three years I had twice played being a prostitute and what I learned then told me that Mikes dick was about average. He was probably a couple of inches longer, maybe a bit more than Paul was, but tiny compared to my ex and minuscule compared to his friend Ahmeed. Im comparing dicks like a size queen. Dont misunderstand, it was. I had everything I needed except for a liqueur called kirsch.Amazingly, my Google maps search for kirsch got a hit on a place called La Czar, on the other side of Forestville from the FiberDyne plant. Spitting distance!I knew I could probably find the stuff in any upscale liquor store, but there was something pleasing about being able to say my sherbet was made from fresh cherries and locally made cherry liqueur. I called the number and they were open and would be happy to sell me a bottle or. " Like I said, I'm pretty broadminded. Was this resort a clothing-optional one?"So I told her it was and she asked me a number of questions about it, especially how I felt the first time at a place like that, the typical questions one would ask.She did seem pretty relaxed with the idea that her next door neighbor liked to be naked around the house and after we chatted a bit longer she went back to her house and that was that.As I was letting her out the door, she turned and said, "You know, Ed,. I like hearing girls talk dirty like that and if i know theyve had interracial sex before i get off so fucking hard. So she was visiting me from out of town so I was trying to set up something fun for her. I called up this dude I worked with at the time, his name was Marcus and I also called up my friend Stephanie because I knew she wanted Marcus's fat black dick. They came over later that night and we were drinking some and smoking weed. I told them I needed to get something from the store and.