I arrived before Megan, and ended up sat down near the end of the long table that had been set up for us in the restaurant. In fact, most other people...had also turned up before she did, and the table was gradually filling up from my end, meaning that she was going to get pushed further and further away from me – much to my annoyance. And to make matters worse, I was already stuck next to one of the most boring people I’d ever worked with, ‘Nerdy Nigel’ as we used to call him. He sat there. Janis gasped at the length of the manhood in front of her, it must have been a good nine inches. She leaned forward grabbing the cock in her hand forcing James to sigh slightly, she began to wank it moving the foreskin up and down exposing the helmet. "Yes" Sighed James as the woman's hand continued pulling him off. Precum started to appear as Janis wanked him off, she moved further forward and bent her head down to take him in her mouth. "Hmm baby" James moaned. Janis' mouth enveloped his cock. You wore your tiniest pair of panties. They were pale yellow and you pulled the back side deep into your ass crack so I would get every hair that might show up as you strutted around Florida." "I remember that. You were so timid as you pulled each cheek open to get the hairs I missed. It took you a long time to get them all." "Well, I must confess. That was partly because I was enjoying the experience so much. My panties were soaked by the time I was done. I had all these fantasies as I was. Every one was the same, and he poured his energies into his job, working until he was exhausted, then sleeping only long enough to regain sufficient strength to initiate another round. The appeal of food had completely disappeared from his survival drives. He ate irregularly, often not eating for several days at a time. Within three months, he’d lost over thirty-five pounds, and a good percentage of his muscle tone and body mass. At five-foot six, his ideal weight had been calculated at one.