Myhair was short but thick and curly to the nape of my neck and my ears weredouble pierced. My cheekbones were high like an American Indian with big e...esover a small thin nose. My lips were full and kissable without being swollenlike some I had seen. My chin was firm and stuck out slightly giving me anoverall look of being in control while making me look adorable.My fingers were long and extremely flexible, indeed my whole body was soflexible I could bend over while standing up straight, stick. ‘I told you why.’ ‘You seriously don’t have ten minutes to fuck my brains out?’ Vicky asked. ‘I’m so horny, you have no idea. I bet I’ll cum the very second you slide your cock inside me…’ In the past I would have called bullshit when a girl said that to me, but I knew Vicky wasn’t lying. I’ll tell you why later… But even still, while ten minutes was plenty of time for both of us to get our kicks, finding those ten minutes was a problem. Although she was always within arm’s reach, we couldn’t. Only now did he notice the feeling of it brushing against the looseclothes.There was the tattoo near the left hip. He glanced over the rest ofhimself.Oh shit! No penis! He saw a void where the rest of him should be. He keptlooking in disbelief. That's what he had been noticing was wrong. He hadmissed its familiar feeling immediately, but so many other things feltwrong that he had been somehow distracted from registering this. Orperhaps he had somehow been blocking out thinking about it. How. Last week we get a sitter and go over to Stacy's. Dinner and meet her new boyfriend.He's black and 23. I asked her what the heck she is going to do with a 23 year old. Her answer was simple, she was going to screw a lot. He and my husband have the same name.So I call him K2. Better than little Ken, as he is under 6 foot tall.He enjoyed meeting my Ken, really hit it off well. K2 is a bit of Ohio inner city type but seems to respect my guy. Maybe it's the older and blacker part. Lord.