Iwas REALLY ready for this dream to end now and for me to wake up, in mynormal room, with my normal clothes, and my NORMAL penis, and have acrazy stor... to tell the guys. But after what seemed like an eternity,nothing happened at all. My Mom's face grew into one of annoyance,because I knew she was always so busy and had to go to work, but she wasstill concerned because her daughter had clearly lost her mind thismorning.I tried my voice again, grimacing as I heard that cute soprano come outof. They would get on the meeting agenda using some benign general subject. It might well work. After all, how can one prove authorship if we have secure computers? Plus, I would not be there to defend myself.Because of some comments I made in the regular project reports they figured my brief would take another three or four months to complete. That would be enough time for Larry to familiarize himself with the brief before his presentation, which would bolster his claim of authorship. (He is not a. His approach was so subtle and obsequious that he just slipped in under the radar, so to speak. John had him practice coming up to brush away lint with a stick in his hand, and to try to touch John on the neck with the stick as he did so, at any time he thought he could do so without John noticing. It turned out that he could pick the exact moment when John was distracted, and for a few days John became quite jumpy at how often he felt the cool kiss of polished wood against his throat.So Wong. It sent lightning bolts up and down my spine, as I felt him slowly gathering my hair in his hand. I knew what was going to happen, and I didn't make any effort to resist, as he began pulling my head toward that huge tool. It seemed to take forever to lean onto my side on that big Lincoln seat, and I instinctively pulled the foreskin back to reveal the entire bulbous head, and saw the glob of precum oozing out of that slit, as I opened my mouth and took my first cock. I actually came in my pants.