“Dad, I - are you sure? I don’t know...” She began to say, her voice hesitant.At the same time her hands were outstretched, her fingers splayed ...nd hovering over my barely covered crotch. She was staring - not at me - but at the bulge of my cock. Her mouth was open and she was breathing hard. Her lips were red and flushed - shining and wet.I felt very sure of myself in this situation I had created. Just as I had with Linda, I was going to make a conscious effort to stoke all the triggers I had. Isn’t that pathetic?”“Come on, what are friends for?”Betty leaned over and gave me a hug. “Thank you.”“Please don’t take this the wrong way, but how big is Matt? Have you ever measured him?”“Have I ever measured him?” she snorted. “No need. He loves measuring himself, and makes me take photos of him doing it.”“I don’t understand.”“He’s got it into his thick skull that his cock is still growing. He’s convinced that it’s even bigger than it really is.”“What’s that — some kind of insecurity?”“I’ve. " But she never came home." Might not have come home to you, but she went home with somebody. Not bad looking either, and she spent quite a bit of time swapping tongues with him before they left. Face it dickhead, you've been replaced."Donna's laughter rang in his head as she hung up on him. Diane had left the party with another man at one o'clock? That's the last thing that Dave would have expected from Diane and he had a very bad feeling about where his life was now headed.It was seven-thirty. Greetings and hugs went around. I awkwardly accepted their compliments and the subsequent chatter.“All right,” Melissa eventually sighed. “We’ll let you two get to your next event. Should I pull up the car so you can load your stuff?”“Actually, I’ll just put it in Shannon’s car,” I said, remembering the possible jam at Jake’s. Be prepared!“Whatever you want, sweetie. You can still drive Matt home tonight, Shannon?”“Of course!”“Have fun!”“I’m just glad they didn’t bring flowers,” I muttered as.