Not yet... let's hope so!... awfully straight... un-unn... wish I could... why not?... won't... maybe... together?... I'd just die!... we'll ...ee." OK, girls... Just pile all that stuff on the toilet and get your frozen butts in the shower. Holler when your in, and I'll get your things into the washer."A moment later the water came on, and I heard the cloud of giggles slide the curtain shut. The washing machine was in the garage, on the other side of my miniscule bathroom, so I waited. He pulled on it a couple times while drying off. It looked like the arm of about a 3 year old with an apple in its hand. He had a full 9 1/2 inches with a purple blue head on it. It just danced back and forth and was so pretty. I couldn't keep my eyes off of it. He asked me to dry his back off and I was so nervous I was almost shaking. When he turned and faced me he asked me if I wanted to touch his cock. That was it, I melted in the floor. I didn't even answer him, I just put my hand around it. " I said."Do it now Mary or we won't meet later. Is that what you want?" she said rather sternly."Of course I don't want that. I can't wait to see you again." Then take of your knickers and put them on the table!" she ordered.I did as I was told. Quickly listening out for my husband and son and hearing nothing of them, I untied by robe and let it fall open. Then I quickly pulled my panties off and closed my robe up again."Have you done it?" asked Anne."Yes," I stumbled."No you haven't have you. He’d already made up his mind to go on her trip with her.He got up and walked to a corner drugstore and got an envelope and stamps, then came back to the neighborhood bar for another bourbon. He borrowed a piece of paper from the bartender and wrote on it: “Darling, hope you heard the good news from the answering service. Production man going back up to Hollywood will mail this for me today. Here’s $300. My advance. Please pay rent, get groceries, and sit tight. Set up the.