"Why tell me? You're the one who hit him."Robbie shook her head and walked over to Huntly and Cinnamon.Kenny looked slightly panicked as he fought to ...et air back in his lungs. I knelt, put my palm on his sternum, and pressed, instructing him to take small breaths. A minute later he was breathing normally again, and I helped him to his feet.He looked at me, then Robbie's back, then back at me. "Holy shit!" he said finally.I grinned and slapped him on the back. I had to admit, I was impressed.. HE CAME IN DID HIS JOB, AND WAS ABOUT TO LEAVE. I TOLD HIM TO SIT AND HAVE A CHAT. I ASKED WHY HE WAS HOME SO EARLY AND HE SAID HIS GF AND HIM HAD A FIGHT. I ASKED WHAT HAPPENED, ALL HE SAID HE WAS CURIOUS TO WHO ALL THE GUYS WERE THAT ADDED HER ON FACEBOOK. SHE THOUGHT HE WAS BEING TOO JEALOUS AND THEY STARTED TO ARGUE, SO HE LEFT. I KIND OF FELT BAD FOR HIM, BECAUSE I GET REALY JEALOUS ALSO, SO HOPING TO PUT A SMILE ON HIS FACE, AS WE CHATTED, I SPREAD MY LEGS AND BEGAN TO FLICK MY BEAVER. HE. Although the physical effects of the anti-flu medicine had worn off, there was a tension in the air, everyone seeming to know that something good had been lost - mostly this being my medicine-induced horse-sized cock which had shrunk to its normal (reasonably-sized to me 7-8" full) sizeFor myself, routine life meant no sex with my wife; she needed sleep more than sex, and pushed me away every time I tried to be romantic.The Vision Lady appeared once, reminding me she had plans for me, and to. I loved going there because the shop was always filled with local farmers.Being a young boy, I liked being around all those grownups and listening to them talk farming, politics and the local 'goings-on.' My turn in the barber chair came much too soon."Well, young Josh," Earl, the Barber greets me, "The usual." Yeah, I guess." You know," Earl, informed the other patrons, "This kid is quite a guitar player." I'm still learning," I said, feeling uncomfortable being the center of attention..