From Susan to more. Alex had never kissed a girl, but Alex knew she was gay, because well of the attraction and feelings she developed for women. Chri...sy found this puzzling, but it made sense to Alex. By second semester, Chrissy and Alex had become even closer friends. Chrissy and Alex shared one core class. Chrissy constantly found herself staring at Alex’s long long brown hair when she wore it down. Other times, she couldn’t take her eyes away from Alex’s strong muscular arms and torso. Alex. Anyway we often chatted and I noticed she often come up to me to chat when I’m in my swimming shorts, and I’m sure she flirted with her eyes and body, I’m older guy but do get the odd look from younger ladies sometimes, which is a real turn on for me.Then one day after my swim we were talking, and she was really flirting with me and she said in conversation that she was finished her shift in half an hour, so I got the courage to ask her if I could buy her a coffee, and she said ok.So we had a. "My lord, and you're packing a hammer," she purred, examining my girthy shaft, "I guess the first interview question is... how big is it?" She reached down from where she stood and felt along the top half of my lengthy cock, still somewhat in its flaccid state. My throat was tight. I couldn't even answer. She grabbed on the bulging meat, daring it to be free from its confines. "Hmm. I guess I'll have to find out myself," she said, kneeling to the floor between my legs. She fiddled with my belt. "That is too hard to believe." Deming, you have no friends," Wu Jun Hung, the manager of the RollsRoyce Club, said acidly."I do, Jun Hung, I really do."Two more men came into the room. One had some wiring, the other a pairof garden clippers.Deming was so preoccupied by his two newest visitors, he didn't noticewhat the other man he had recognized was doing. Yuan Po Sang wasputting a pair of brass knuckles on his right hand.When he was finished, Po Sang swung his right fist into Deming's leftarm..