Eureka!Punching my fist in the air in triumph I checked my watch: 14 minutes and counting. Yes! Saving my work I logged off, grabbed my candy bar and ...rink, and practically strutted down the hall towards Helen's new office.I was still grinning as I sauntered in Helen's office at precisely 15 minutes after we parted."You got your program working?"After struggling with the problem all day, it felt amazing to know everything had finally come into place. I guess my grin was infectious as a radiant. In a communist economy everyone knows someone, who knows someone, who can get you anything you want — for a price. Far safer. The friend I wrote to — she has plenty of contacts.”“Porn?”“Not just porn. Swiss watches, French cosmetics, Scotch whisky — everything.”I told Katia I’d think about it. She smiled and blew me a kiss.Our home-made porn session took place a few days later, on a day when my father was in hospital for a check-up and my mother was busy in the restaurant. There was no. "Steven did last longer. He took care to take her gently and she came to a sweet climax. They lay for a few minutes before Becca disengaged."The one drawback," she said, "is that it's a bit messy. I shall have to keep a box of tissues handy."They cleaned up and went down for a belated drink and cold lunch.The following day they rang the vicar and then went round to talk to him. They arranged the wedding for Saturday fortnight. That meant they had to order invitation cards immediately and. Wait, I have an idea!” She went to my dresser and pulled out a balled-up pair of socks, which she then crammed down the front of my pants. “There, how’s that?” I looked in the mirror. “Perfect! Now when all of my friends and coworkers see me they won’t be staring at Mini-Me; they’ll all be worried about my hernia or tumor instead! Why didn’t I think of that?” She laughed, and then proceeded to stuff a couple more pairs of socks into my pants, arranging two of them low like overgrown testicles.