.. well... um... this is a bit embaressing." What is? Is something the matter with it? When did you have it done? And what did you have done, for that...matter?" Oh, it's nothing terrible... it's just a little belly button ring. It just is a little sore and I was wondering if you could take a quick look at it to make sure it's ok. It's not real red or anything, but I was just hoping..."Of course I'll look at it... and maybe a little more too, my mind screamed; but I managed to rein in my libido. The girl on the phone says "What was that?". I replied with "what noise?". I'm trying to play dumb, unfortunately the little girl does it again. So I just tell the girl from SC that it's the tv. Give her the I'm tired excuse and hang up as soon as possible in order not to get all caught up. It's getting late and the next morning my ex is dropping off my son. So I need to call it a night. The little girl is still there, fully dressed (besides her shoes), so I'm like fuck it. I cover her up and. I always masturbating on sharu’s name and satisfying myself like fuck to her. It became my dream to fuck her. Our house was near to each other. Our relation was nice and she know me as gentle guy. One day i was passing to her house, she called me and told me where are you going. I have not seen you so far now. I have also surprise by her talk and enter in her house. She offer me for tea, i refuse but she force me. I told here where is uncle and children’s. Then ultimately she told me your uncle. If you are drinking send me a sip. If you are crying send me your tears.”The husband texted back to her, “I’m on the toilet. Please advise.”That got him a great laugh from the crowd.Then the night got interesting. The bar stool to my right had been empty since I’d first sat down. Halfway through my first PBR someone sat down on the stool. I was paying attention to the guy performing and didn’t notice who sat down until I heard:“Hey handsome; buy a girl a drink?”I turned and saw Penny Marshall.