“What the Hell is that supposed mean?” Fuck me, can I pick em', or what? “Lady, please. It's the truth. I just don't want to get my arm tore off...” She swatted her hands together and then laughed, her rough exterior falling away. “I don't have a dog.” she pushed her hat back with the back of one hand, her eyes dancing with amusement. “Lotsa cows though. I hear they bite worse than a dog.” I smiled sheepishly. “Cows don't bite.” “So you're smarter than the average city folk who come out here.”. ”“Ohhh…come on…you don’t honestly think she meant that? Bro, women like Whitney are not the type to have unconnected sex. If she were, trust me, she’d be going for guys higher on the ladder than you,” responded Roger.Simon looked at him with his head cocked to the side, “What does that mean? You saying I’m not cute? What, the only thing people like about me is my dick?”Getting up from the bed and walking over, placing a hand on Simon’s shoulder, Roger said, “No, that’s not what I meant at all.. The sissy was mainly getting fucked by high school classmates. Ken was his first older man.Ken woke back up in the present with stiff morning wood. He went to rub one out in the half bath. Then, he got ready for work. Midway through the day, he messaged Bennie. The pianist called a few minutes later.“Hello,” Ken boomed.“Fancy hearing from you,” Bennie cooed into the phone.“I was wondering about linking up for that...uh…”“That song, right?”“Yeah!”“Is that the whole truth and nothing but the. We are married 3 yrs back and am not able to give her full satisfaction.Me:so you want me to satisfy her on bed too?P:but it should be kept secret and confidential. I have to convince my wife. I will just say to her, that the massage is to relax her nothing more but you can excite her during massageM:it’s ok no problem . 100% privacy. Ok then you talk to your wife and get back to me.P:I will talk to her and get back to you soon. Hope I can make her happy.M:dont worry. We can make her happy.P:I.