From the beginning, I was hard. I was in awe of the so-called friend and his cock. It didn’t look as big as what Luis had been holding in his hand, ...ut it was big enough. The twink was a smaller guy and looked to be about my height. So I’m a twink, I remember thinking to myself at that moment. But there was a difference between the twink and me. He looked like a guy. His cock was above average, and he had broad shoulders; he had a guy’s body.I, on the other hand, had allowed my hair to grow. So I look back and see him standing there with his mouth open, staring at my ass through the tight, short skirt and rubbing his — his — Dick. — right, his dick, through his pants! Whatd you do — smack him? Connie drank some more port. First thing I did was try to get calm. This is a big account. The next thing I did was curse my luck. Huh? Kim drained her glass, noted the condition of Connies and refilled it and her own. He had a dick about the size I always fantasized about. Damn thing seemed. He swore to himself as her eyes fell on the obviously full duffel bag. ‘You’re leaving?’ she asked, her eyes finding his. He made himself shake his head. ‘Just a business trip out west. I should be back by Friday,’ he answered. She studied his face and smiled. ‘I’ll miss you,’ she said, giving him a small smile. He forced himself to smile back. ‘Jess, I love you,’ he murmured, kissing her softly. She smiled. ‘I love you too,’ she murmured as he pulled away. He grabbed the bag and walked out. I freshened up and had dinner in the restaurant the evening show was recommended by my waiter so after a nice meal I had a quick drink in one of the bars and made my way to the theatreThe show was a man and woman doing acrobatics he was shorter than her but very stocky she was tall and elegant and very very supple she bent into some amazing positions and he threw her round like a rag doll all very impressive.The show finished about 10:30 and as it was a full day at sea the following day (no.