"I don't know" I replied "maybe you should ask her" "I dare you to get it out Jackson, cmon prove your not" she said. " Im not getting my dick out Hay...ey" I said "end of conversation"Ok, Awkward moment. Lilly was red as she didn't know that Auntie Hayley and I had a little rendezvous in the hay shed days earlier. Lilly had confided in Hayley but she didn't know that I knew - this was going to be interesting to say the least! The ladies went into the kitchen and I continued to watch tv for a. “Problem solved, neighbor” she says, “care to share your view with me for a slice or two?” I usher her in with a smile and we make ourselves comfortable, exchanging small talk about the week and other neighbors – a very pleasant surprise for me. After an hour or so, we’ve begun discussing complex romances and Romeos, laughing as we share awkward moments spent fending off the advances of a certain guy on the fourth floor. As we talk, I notice movement on the rooftop deck below. Our complex is. Once they had calmed a bit, Stevan asked why there was no answer at my house. I listened as they explained how my parents had spent the nearly every day since we left searching for me. However, a few weeks ago they had gotten ill and could not shake it. They were buried last week in the village cemetery. The whole village had attended, and they had spent a few days mourning the loss. I made my way out from behind the side of the house, and his parents noticed me. They asked who I was and if I. It was called a medium size with an inserted length of 3 inches and a diameter of 1 ¼ inches, weighing 8 ounces. It didn’t seem like a lot bigger, but I bet it would feel bigger inside. The end of it was an emerald color.“How does it feel?”“Weird.” I squirmed a little in my chair. “But … erotic.”He smiled. “Excellent. You know what this is about?” I nodded. “You okay with it?” I nodded, again, adding a smile. “Excellent. There is another larger size in this style, but you can get used to these,.