She watched as a shirtless broad shouldered black man stepped out and stretched. A large belly strained against the front of his overalls, and as he ...urned towards the house became visible through the open sides. His manboobs resting on top of his belly like a pregnant woman’s. His arms seemed cartoonishly massive as did his hands. He walked slowly up the pavers and entered the house without even knocking. Jackson was kind of weird when he talked about their new neighbor. She was an old. ”“It’s like when I grow bigger, so does my brain. Does that mean I will have a ginormous head to understand?”They laughed.“Fortunately no. You’ll have just the right sized head, and a pretty one too. Thoughts might be big, in that they will be very important sometimes. But they’re actually very small. So small you can hardly see them at all.”“You can see thoughts?”“Not the way you see trees or your brother. But with your mind’s eye. Like when you dream. You see things that aren’t there. No one. My imagination was still running wild and my rigid member was well aware of what I was thinking. Suddenly Ly-mei scratched at the doorway and entered with a tray of food. "Miss Susan say you eat here, so Ly-mei bring you food."I had turned slightly in my chair to watch Susan depart and as Ly-mei entered she had a clear view of my raging erection pressing against the thin material of the sarong. Her eyes opened wide and she sat the tray on the side of my desk. I suddenly realized she had seen my. “You are such a good friend Tony, I really appreciate it. My guardian angel with special shoes!” I waited until she had finished, and when we had gave our goodbyes, I turned my back to her. I couldn’t bear for her to see the tears coursing down my face. I shakily inhaled, and tried to pace myself, torturing myself with the possibilities that I had shamed myself. Did my hand linger on her back a second too long? Were they properly situated, and not too low, or high? I had taken a dreadful risk.