You know what else she likes?My big young dick.Dude, when I tell you how it all came about you're probably gonna want to kill me. But I felt I had to ...ell you....because I gotta be honest, I don't want to stop fucking her when you get back from school.It really was innocent. One morning she said her shitty old Toyota wouldn't start so II gave her a ride on my Harley to the bank and the post office. She'd never ridden on a bike before and I think she really liked it.I mean she really liked it.. "Ahh, it my little flend from se cottage. Where you been? Mamba ave waited for you, look!"His hand drew out the great slithering snake.Dick exclaimed in a strange tone. "Mama-mia what a Mamba!" You like de look of him eh?" said the circus man, " Go ahead I let you stroke him. Don't be frighten."The man's breath carried the vile smell of garlic.Dick hesitated but the man pulled him closer."Mamba can quiver and sliver like no other snake. He is the king of snakes." whispered the man into Dick's. The phone rang, wakening me from my thoughts. It was Tom to say that he had to work a bit late and could I meet him at the Sherry Punjabi, one of our favourite Indian restaurants, at eight thirty. A quick rummage through my wardrobe brought on a sudden panic as I realised that I had nothing to wear. That’s not exactly true, I had loads of clothes but my new body feelings were urging me to wear something more daring. It was only two forty five in the afternoon so I quickly. Maybe I should consider sending her flowers,” I sighed dramatically, tapping the table with my toe.“Yes, I see what you mean, Victoria,” she chuckled, amused.Dr. Spencer smiled and inclined her head slightly. “He’s like this most of the time,” she chuckled. “It’s when he’s not flirting that I worry about what’s going on in his head.”We talked for about an hour, all told before she took the girls back to her office and left the two of us to talk.When the door closed after them, Victoria looked.