But, in all honesty, the past couple of years things have been a bit out of sync. It’s frustrating for both of us, but most especially for my husban.... I’m shy when it comes to sex and struggle with self-esteem when it comes to my rounded body. Safe to say, he’s at the other end of the spectrum. Finding a middle ground has been our goal, but hard to achieve. With this in mind, and mad at myself for being so nervous with the need to be more adventurous, I decided to jump squarely out of my box. So patch has asked me how big my manhood was. Needless to say my cheeks were getting a little red at this point. It's not that I'm embarrassed about my size, I'm just as average as any white guy. I was just surprised at how forward my openly lesbian friend was being.I swallowed hard and figured out what to say. "um...It's pretty average." Was all I could muster. Patch giggled in my ear, squeezing the spot on my jeans. I felt blood wanting to double time it to that spot as my member started to. ” I offered. “I know you’re supposed to be with me this week, but under the circumstances, I sure that’s no longer happening, so you’re here til Sunday when your flight leaves.” “Use this time to determine what you want and go from there.” “Just take one day at a time, don’t rush anything.” “Now, what I really need is a ride to my hotel.” Said, trying to lighten the mood. “The conference starts tomorrow, so I might as well get an early start.” I went to the bedroom to start packing, getting. She had to make a decision about the animal's fate.Keily found the worm under the bed, surprised to see that it had changed shape. It was shorter and stouter, with its length only two feet but now it was at least 6 inches wide. Keily pulled it out and placed it over the bed to study it. Now the animal resembled a watermelon. The skin was different as well, displaying a pale pink color, partially covered by the usual layer of white slime. It smelled delicious, just like the plant it came from..