I looked up, and standing there was someone I fuzzily recognized, but just couldn't put a name to the face. "Cindy? Cindy Clark? Is that you?" I looke... at his face, and remembered it was Stan, the teacher from the western part of Illinois, That I had met when Bonnie and I had gone to Las Vegas, for that conference. I said "STAN? My God, what has it been? 6 years?" I was flabbergasted at seeing him again, and almost immediately my mind went back to Vegas, and the feel of that foot long cock, and. It would pass and George would apologize later but that hadn’t cut it with the last two good people George spoke to directly.One had just walked out in the middle of George’s tantrum and the other had waited to tell him to go fuck himself before stomping out in a rage just as juvenile as George’s. So now George called me first so I could bring people into line without losing them.Megan was one of our best people even though she’d only been with the firm for five years, much better that the two. ” She ended it with that seductive smile and a wink. Little head gave me away, and she noticed my bulge. She smiled again. “I see you are interested.” “Very,” I replied. I paid her for a thirty minute show with extras and we got into the limo. She told me to get comfortable, and I immediately tore off my clothes. As I slid down my pants, my cock stood at full attention, and bounced out like a spring when I took off my boxers. Now I'm not porn star quality, but since then I have been told I'm. While he wanted to be a good uncle and cheer for his niece, he had no desire to sit through an under-9 league girls' soccer game. He needed time to think, to assess, to figure out what the hell to do with a body which was taking on a mind of its own.He should have been terrified. Instead, he found that he was resolute. His path was set and there was no choice but to walk it. Dressed for the day, Hunter walked out to the family room, pled weariness, and to make his request to skip the game.Burt.