From your smile I have a feeling that everything went well last night!’ ‘Katie, I can’t believe it! Things couldn’t have gone better! Jeff has...been so down throughout this trip! As you know, nothing has worked sexually and I had almost given up trying because I knew how awful he felt about his failure. It was really bad the night before last when…when he seemed to have overcome his problem and it…well, his cock…just got soft at the last moment. That was awful and I was dreading it happening. She began to dab at her eyes, and I watched the center aisle, where a coated man got up from his seat, and approached the stage, a bouquet in arms. ‘How thoughtful,’ said Elena, finally capable of words. Then, I saw something odd. From the right aisle, another man began descending towards the stage, a similar bouquet in hand. ‘Elena, do you see that,’ I asked her. She turned, and watched as the man on the right-hand aisle was halted by another man wearing a long coat. Suddenly…a comic sounding. ”“You wait and see… every girl wants to ride a big cock, especially when she isn't getting any at home. I'll give you proof by the end of the night.”Nathan felt flushed and slightly woozy. His friend had been talking about fucking his girlfriend. And had been even made a bet with a stranger. He felt strangely aroused. As he did his trousers up he realised his cock was hard. Nathan stepped out of the cubicle and saw shan drying his hands. Shan saw him and swore. “Shit, Nathan, I'm sorry. Did you. ’ ‘I’m sorry,’ I said, ‘that sounds awful.’ ‘Thanks,’ Lynn answered, ‘its good to get to talk about it.’ By this time we were headed over the Wrightsville Beach bridge. It felt like home to me. I had grown up a few miles away in Wilmington. A minute later we were going over the intra-coastal waterway. I slowed and parked the bike on Lumina Ave. We got off and stretched. The restaurant I wanted to go to was right on the corner, in front of the bridge. I put my arm around Lynn and guided her.