Circumcised, with the scar sitting half a millimeter below the glans. To Michael's eyes, the entire thing looked huge. For someone Percy's age, it dow...right would be.Percy's cock hung in front of him, stacked on top of two heavy, red-toned balls. The sack was clean-shaven and hung at least four inches down. Michael might never be as big as Percy in the future, but at least he felt better that probably not many would be. No one in his life, at least."You okay?" his caring brother asked. "Let's. By that time, I was fully dressed and I let her in."Hello, sweetie," she said, giving me a wet peck on my left cheek. "My, you do look stunning. Al you need is the proper makeup, honey."Suzy was a professional makeup artist for various film studios. I had met her in a bar quite by accident. Of course, I always enjoyed talking to people in bars. After all, isn't that the reason people go out? If I merely wanted to get drunk, I'd stay home. It would be a lot cheaper.But the real reason - aside. I thought she’d be over with her parents, so I called them. She wasn’t there. About 30 mins later she got home. I asked where she’d been, and was told “At my mum and dad’s”.“Funny that, as your mum told me half an hour ago you hadn’t been there tonight”.“Oh………………shit!”Calmly and clinically, she went on to tell me how she wasn’t coming home after a week as planned, would be staying the full 2 weeks with her family and that when she got back she’d be filing for divorce, and as an afterthought. She washed her hair, imagining him burying his face in the softness of it, nuzzling her neck. She couldn’t help it, her mind had been entranced by his kiss. She moved from the shower after washing herself and looked in the mirror. She saw the glow in her cheeks and eyes. The soft smile on her face was evidence of how she felt. She wanted to be near him, to hear him speak, to see his eyes. She wanted to know this man who had brought this joy and pleasure into her life. She wanted to be part of.