It's time to get down to business." She rose up, and off of the couch. The way she was standing in front of Alysha--her legs half-open, her huge jugs ...ith their nipple-eyes staring at her, the high-heels, and the skirt that came up just above her knees--drove her to sink her hands into her lap, and started rubbing through her panties. "Oh no you don't. Your not getting off that easy." Danielle shook her head. When Alysha lifted her hands out of her lap, Danielle got a good look between her. “Love it in fact. Don’t you?”I nodded. “Yes, I do.”“And what do you like, dad?” she asked as her hand slid onto my bulge. “I mean, really like?”I looked at her. This girl knew much more about sex than we probably ever thought. “I’m willing to try anything once,” she said as she gave my bulge a squeeze. “It’s like trying out new foods... finding out what is to your taste and what is not.”“Such as?”She shrugged her shoulders. “It’s too early to say for me,” she said. “I haven’t done much outside. ”He was squirming and really uncomfortable sitting there with an erection painfully squashed inside his jeans.“Go ahead. Unzip and get your cock out. I want to see it again anyway.”He gave me a funny look. Reluctantly he said, “I better before I go off in my jeans.”He undid his belt, unzipped, rose up off the seat and lowered his jeans. His erection sprang up, hard as a crowbar. He cupped his balls in his left hand, wrapped his right hand around his cock and started stroking.I enjoyed this. Woman of all walks of life and persuasion laughed at these male-pussies, these boys-without-balls, these droopy-dicks. The most popular expression among young, giggling girls to describe such men, these pathetic pussies, was 'Tiny Toms'.So Tiny Tom pussies became the male norm and women boasted and bragged, kept the men in their place and thought they had won at last. But life is not that simple. While Tiny Toms had lost any semblance of masculine power, control and virility, they had attained.