Our biggest problem is that except for a few hobbies and interests, we are exactly the same.. (turns out in more areas than one). Anyway, he is just t...e type of k** who does what he wants when he wants, and dosent like to listen. But in the last couple of months hes starting to come around more. I very subtle about it, but I kind of told him that I was there for him with whatever changes he was going through. And he has opened up to me. The other day I was so happy, because he requested to get. Some of those guys look huge, way bigger than me. To reassure myself, I did some research on line. How should I measure? What is average? What is big? The numbers vary but my general sense was that I had nothing to worry about as far as size goes. ‘Bullshit,’ said Karen, echoing my thoughts. ‘Every guy wants to know how big he is.’ She seemed to be getting excited by the conversation. She grabbed me and started gently stroking. ‘Come on, tell me. I know you know. Besides, my mom is always. Peeling herself from Scott’s carpet, she crept out of his room and down the hall towards the bathroom. She couldn’t help but think that all her problems with Gabriel started because she had to go to the bathroom. She maneuvered through the dark with her eyes closed, liking the feeling of being certain of where she was headed. She knew her house like the back of her eyelids, and she took comfort in the fact that something she knew so well remained unchanged. She turned the knob to the bathroom. Finally building up the courage I swallowed hard then asked, “Are you gonna help or just stand there?”He came behind me slowly putting his weight on my back forcing me down a bit and whispered in my ear. “Look at my baby girl playing grown up.” I gasped as his hands groped my breast squeezing them and messaging them slowly. “s..stop.” I stuttered a bit as i slowly felt myself getting wet enjoying his warmth. I closed my eyes trying to distract myself from what he was doing, then he suddenly let.