But I tried my best to catch him one Saturday night about a year into us living together in his room. I saw he was looking at an issue of Playboy, so ... knew I had an opening. So I came in and caught him. “Oh I'm sorry Stan, I didn't mean to. I just needed to ask you something,” I said as I covered my eyes. Then he was a little annoyed and put his dick away, but I did catch a glimpse of it. “What is it sis?” Stan asked. “First is it OK if I ask you something personal?” I asked. “Well, no offense. None smoker and easy going. Prefer a professional guy. Casey couldn’t believe the things they had you fill out. She posted the six pictures on the ad and clicked send. A box appeared saying her ad would be posted shortly. She felt relieved that she actually went thru with posting a dating ad. It was early summer. Normally a Mom would be looking for a babysitter for her 12 year old son but under the circumstances she felt assured Rick would be alright spending the day in his room. According to. Could we just talk? . . . I’ll pay, of course. But could you just sit down in that chair and talk with me for a few minutes?’ ‘Just talk?’ Nadine asked. ‘You mean me just sit over here and just talk with you?’ Now this was one she hadn’t had before. ‘Yes . . . unless there’s some rule against it, or . . .’ ‘No, Honey, there ain’t no rule against it. It just isn’t the sort of thing we get around here, if you know what I mean. You ain’t . . .?’ ‘No, no. I just . . . it’s just that it’s Christmas. Your legs are long, which is what all the guys love. All in all an awesome package."I faced her and moved for my shirt. Syd put her foot on it and shook her head."Part of what we are doing is getting you used to going bare-assed. So, leave the shirt off and let's read the part about your love scene."I relented and we stood next to each other with the script on the kitchen table and read. The scene called for Abbie, or Helen in the play, to come upon me alone in Joe's, or his character's, Alex,.