Matt had darker, thicker pubic hair than me but mine was longer, a wild tuft at the base of my cock compared to his dense carpet. My balls were tiny ...ust then. I remember it was cold in his bedroom. It was mid-June but he had central air. His sack was tight, too, and surprisingly dark compared to mine which was almost the same tone as my shaft. His balls hugged low below his erect cock, like a taut plum. They weren't as hairy as mine.It was quickly decided that we'd hang a centerfold he'd. "As they approached the launch site, it all became more clear. The balloon was beginning to inflate and nearly everything was in place. They should take off within the hour. The pilot introduced herself as Alexis and she looked every bit the part of country girl all the way from the cowboy boots on her feet to the lightweight flannel shirt to the cowboy hat on her head with some tightly fitting jeans in between it all. Her hair was shoulder length and strawberry blonde. Keith would have guessed. ." Without another word I turned, and stalked off down the stairs. I could feel his eyes on me as I retreated, but didn't look back. I could swear i felt the shit smiling.Back in hazes office, I was fuming. For more reasons then just having that ignorant demonic shit try to pull a read on me. Haze had given me my new 'uniform'. The damn thing was hardly a uniform. " How the hell am i supposed to work in this?!" I demanded, holding the offensive cloth up. Haze was lounging at his desk, trying. Jeremy grimaced. "Yeah I can do old style stuff pretty easily. But I'm shit with technology," he said.I smiled. "Well then, this is the other test. I want to see how well you follow directions," I said.Picking up a small pouch from my desk, I handed it to him. Jeremy turned it upside down and looked at the contents. A small USB drive with an antenna, a cell phone with wireless headset, and a small circuit board with half adozen alligator clips hanging off it."What's all of this?" he asked."I.