I am holding my dick in my left hand and my right hand is resting on my hip. Thus, doing nothing to cover up. If he wants to look at my cock, so be it... As long as he doesn’t laugh!! He unfastened his belt and lowered his zipper and parted his trousers. Reaching into his briefs, he pulled his cock and balls out and flopped them over the top. He was a shower. His cock was 6” soft, nicely thick with a small pointy knob. He hardly had any ridge around his knob. There was a gathering of flesh on the. " "They'll get over it, she said." When I laid the shoes on the counter, the clerk said, "will that be all ladies?" Totally ignoring that because there was no innuendo attached, "No," said Carol. And then she popped over and grabbed a shoulder bag to match my new red pumps. And so I wore them the rest of the evening and carried the bag even though it was empty, save for my wallet, even to the movie, but I drew the line at the malt shop where she let me wear my new penny loafers. They were. "That's just it - we're not sure. But the fact that she is meeting uswhere we've been doing some things," seeing their reaction, shehurried to add "good things for people, it... well, it makes us thinkshe knows some things about us." Her father looked puzzled. "Can't Lena find out?" "No, Dr. Miller is too well shielded. We don't think she means usharm or trouble. She has enough pull to do something like thatwithout even talking to us. But she might know some things, and someof it is stuff you. He did manage to score mom though; and, she was way out of his league. Maybe it was his way with words, something that I inherited, because his looks weren’t much to speak of. I myself am lucky I took after my mother’s side in most of my physical attributes. Dad’s side did seem to be filled with testosterone though, having a long line of men every generation seeming to outgrow the others in muscular development. So needless to say I wasn’t complaining. Sure, dad left mom and I on our own but I.