He had seen my picture on Facebook and mentioned how the little filly he remembered had developed into a beauty. He wanted to know if he could buy me...a drink sometime and catch up. I was still really self-conscious about how Iooked regardless of all the positive feedback I had gotten from my posts... Some of you know, since I have told several you I just am not ready to meet up, but....I agreed thinking that it would be great to hang out and really that would be all it was. I just could never. Mike was several inches taller than me, skinny, and rumored to have a big dick. I have no idea how that rumor started, nor did I know if it was true. That being said, I couldn't help but wonder what he may be packing down there.As the night went on, we were all having fun and feeling good from the alcohol. My curiosity began to grow about the potential size of Mike's penis. I don't consider myself to be a size queen, but the handful of cocks that I had enjoyed at that point in my life varied in. The Merchant's Rest was the larges building in town. I climbed up a brick chimney and perched atop it, my nose wrinkling at the scent of soot. I peered around the inn, commanding a sweeping view of the battlefield.Thrak and Faoril stood on the inn's south side, the mage forming a bandage out of grass for Thrak before the pair continued their hunt for more of the beasts. Both walked with angry steps. Faoril casually burned another barguest, leaving the beast panting and gasping.She had changed.. “After last night I was starving. There’s food on the table for you if you want.” I kissed him again and said “No problem. I am hungry too.” Paul finished eating first and went into the den. I watched him walk away think how much I wanted that ass again. I finished my food and followed after him. I found him on the sofa in the den sitting quietly with a wry smile on his face. “What are you smiling about?” I asked him. “Well, it took my 25 years to find you and make my dream come true.” he said..