I kept peeking out of the corner of my eye and he said "it's ok, you can look if you want," he stood up in front of me and told me to have a decent lo...k. I looked but I didn't touch. Then james said "touch it," before I could think I reached out and grabbed his cock in my hands. It had a nice girth and he had a nice big mushroom head, I felt my way down his shaft and found his balls. His sack was huge and shaven and as soon as I made contact with it his, cock started to harden up. He looked a. "Not much," I told him. "Why don't you go do a few laps on the track? I'd like to spend some time alone with Mrs. Richards." Sounds like a good idea," Mr. Harold agreed. "I'll see you later, Shirley." Bye, Paul!" she said without looking up. Shirley. I'd never even known her first name.Mr. Harold left, and I quickly sent out a "keep away" order to maintain our privacy. Shirley looked around and asked me, "So, what's on your mind, John?" Could you turn around and look at me?" I requested.. "Where did you find those?" asked Nick as he stared at the skimpy outfit."Second-hand store. I was going for the Julia Roberts look from Pretty Woman." Ah, the fictitious hooker look. Trust me, I saw some real 'working girls' out there and none wore outfits like this," quipped Nick."I hope you were just looking!" retorted Sherri with a grin. "I also have a wig that will go great with this." Okay, I'll do it. But only because I don't have time to put something together myself." Cool! I'll be. "Sure, let's blow this shithole city," he had said. Sly was a bit of a potty-mouth sometimes, but Jackie loved him. He was her best friend. Some people would call her a "fag hag" for it, but she didn't care. It was like having a girlfriend, except one with a masculine body that she could ogle whenever she wanted.Jackie got up, gave a "stay there" hand signal, and headed to the kitchen. She returned with bottles of rye and cola, and tumblers. "Just what the doctor ordered," she said.Sly.