I have to wait one week, and meet him at the same time at the same place to see if I can seduce him. And he does make me wait, and every day he writes...me emails, a note, sends flowers with words of intellectual seduction. I go crazy with the wait, the next week I go to the same place at the same time. he is not there. I wait and he does not show. I leave and go back to my home, and he is there waiting for me. He has triumph in his eyes, he knows I have to have him, he gets me in the door, he. While that stereotype has definitely landed me some big, tasty meat sticks to stuff in my mouth from time to time, I have also been presented with small dicks, even on tall, strong men like my new buddy. I was hoping that he was going to be a good representative of the stereotype.I walked into one of the corner stall that was set up with a bench / couch (standard in all of the rooms). I removed my sandals, placed them on the bench with my t shirt and pulled off my pants revealing my true form. "Well, okay, here goes. I have a growth in my abdomen.............," WHAT?" he screamed, interrupting me."Ronnie, honey? Just sit down and let me finish," I said, calmly."Remember when we celebrated my anniversary, and we fucked like rabbitsall over the house?" Remember? Of course I remember, you were incredible that night." hesaid, a lustful look in his sparkling green eyes."Stop that," I said, playfully smacking his arm, "Anyway, apparently wedid something that night that caused me. I believe I have given you some valuable insights into your situation, though. I would very much like to meet with you again to find out your sexual histories and how you got into those parties."None of the women could think of anything to say on the ride home. It was only when they were once again in Val's kitchen with the door closed that Cece asked "Well, what are we going to do?"Val knew that she had to take leadership. "Here's what I think. They are going to fuck other women whether they.