I said I'll be right back.****I returned back to the living room with one of my footlockers. Placing it in front of her. I sat back down in my chair. ...till puzzled. I tossed the key to the trunk to her and told her to open it up. She smiled and slowly unlocked the footlocker. Opening it up and looking in. A wide smile came across her face and a knowing and wanting stair. She glanced at me with the same enthralled stair and smile. Yes, I am a Dominant male. I have quite a few years in my 51. What a creep. But he fo sho wanted some of this Amazon woman. I went into the fitting room with hubby. Tried on some yoga pants and walked out to see if my creepy stalker was there. He was. I grabbed another pair of yoga pants and whispered to him to follow me. His eyes lit up and he was like a little puppy following me into the changing room. So here we are. Two horney men and me in a 3 x 5. I took off my yoga pants and stood on the changing room bench between my two men. I spread my ass. What the hell had just happened?March 21st: Unlike some areas of employment, the schools didn't close.That night I'd slept without anything on to let my new appendage relaxoutside of my usual clothing. After all such a member wasn't going tofit inside my regular panties.We all awoke to what appeared to be an epidemic. A ton of new womenwere growing cocks every single minute. I guessed that every woman onEarth was about to grow a nice fat penis between her legs before theend of the week. Not. . they actually saved money." Good rationalization. I hope they buy it if they ever find out." Maybe I'll tell them," she said with a clever look. "Maybe I'll tell them that you're my secret weapon. Of course, I'll never tell them what kind of secret weapon." I guess if you sell your product to all the buyers, you don't really have to worry about it," I suggested."You got it. Sell! Sell! Sell! That's my job." She didn't say it with any glee.We were quiet again for a while. Vannie had flopped.