You know what I mean.’ She couldn’t believe she was asking him this. ‘Why does my.’ He didn’t want to call it a penis, ‘My thing as you ca...l it have to have a name?’ Susan thought she was being smart. She kept tickling his thingy, ‘It does have a name doesn’t it?’ Shawn was feeling a little silly and a tad defensive about the direction of the conversation. He wanted to get something to eat, ‘You want to go to Denny’s?’ ‘First tell me what you call your thingy.’ Shawn wanted to stop the penis. The other men stared at him in horror. After a time, I canceled the pain spell. Ricardo would have fallen over if the partial freeze spell didn’t hold him up in place.“What kind of Devil are you?” he finally panted in a whisper as the tears dripped down his cheeks, and sweat rolled down his entire body.“I am the Devil of Rage and Revenge,” I told him and laughed.“What do you know?” I demanded in a stern, harsh voice immediately following that.“We heard that the mob supplied the vehicle and some. We both were wet in a few seconds. I asked my SIL should we stop and take some shelter from the rain, she said it was no use as we were already wet and told me to go on. We got drenched from head to toe in a matter of minutes.Anyhow, we reached her place (it was still raining). When she got down from the bike and stood beside me in her wet see through saree which was sticking to her blouse and showing those beautiful mounds (that gave me an instant hard-on), she looked like a sexy actress in. "Huh?" I looked around. The band had stopped playing, and the other couples had stopped dancing and were applauding as Dennis Krimalaenski walked to the center of the stage. Ski, as everyone called him, held up his hand and the applause stopped."Last year, when I was a lowly junior," a few chuckles, "the prom got canceled, and then rescued by three sophomores who should have known better than to interfere with upperclass activities. A lot of people, including me, said it was the best prom.