"It's a local product the girls use for skin care. It's supposed to keep their skin soft but I've never used it," he commented."You'd need a bucketful..." I joked and we both laughed. Roger gave me a sour look but I turned away and ignored it.All morning we worked at our computers and I was glad of the break when lunchtime came. Roger wanted to carry on and finish his report but I insisted that he take a break too.Sumala took us through a series of side streets that he said was a short cut and. What was this womandoing getting so steamed up? I could take care of myself. Then,remembering my recent experiences in the car, I realized that maybe Icouldn't take care of myself so well after all."I'm okay," I said emphatically, but actually a little warmed by herconcern. "I was just out with some friends." You were out with that Bull Brewster, weren't you?" she asked sternly.Then, without waiting for an answer, she continued, "I wish you wouldn'tspend so much time with him. I really don't. Even though we were straight guys it was strangely exciting to expose ourselves like this. We were erect in no time. Then we compared cocks for length and thickness by pressing them against each another. Not that it mattered all that much who the winner was because we were still young and growing. Today's winner might be tomorrow's loser.After that day we continued to size each other up. We measured length and thickness and logged results. We were obsessed with how much pubic hair we had. And. Heheheheheheh, muwahahahahahha. Was the maniacal laughter running in my head for some reason. Ok, now for the fun, I blindfolded them to make them guess what’s going on, the sound they hear, the feeling they feel will emphasize everything. If they hear a scream, will they try to run? What about a moan, would they moan with anticipation? Ok, one girl at a time, lets start with the first whore, but before that, this sight is priceless, I should have it recorded. Let me see, where are Lindsey’s.