.." I murmured, gawking at her poked out ass as I leaned back and spreaded my legs open, exposing the bulge I tried to conceal that whole afternoon. "...y lord, and you're packing a hammer," she purred, examining my girthy shaft, "I guess the first interview question is... how big is it?" She reached down from where she stood and felt along the top half of my lengthy cock, still somewhat in its flaccid state. My throat was tight. I couldn't even answer. She grabbed on the bulging meat, daring it. Maybe I can find something good after all.I checked in and went to my room. No sense wallowing in my tears.The room was large and very tastefully furnished. I was tired and wouldmake the most of the king sized bed. I wanted to eat first, so I calledthe front desk to see if there was place open that might still beserving. They told me nothing was open, but I was more than welcome tojoin their family to celebrate Christmas. I accepted because I didn'twant to be alone after what had happened at my. ? What do you think of your friends choice of panties Jane?. Jane walked in front of Clara and took her face in her hand. ? Not bad I had you down as a white panty girl, but the pink edges are a bit of a surprise, you’re a bit of a dark horse Clara. Have you got a boy friend, if so you kept him from me?. Jane teased Clara and took delight in her plight. ? Answer me woman have you got a boyfriend!. ? No Miss?. was all Clara could muster. Paul had sat down and Jane told Clara to go and stand in. From his side you'd think it were a normal conversation, other than the way his voice projected and carried. Apparently being an NCO in the Army really taught one to use a Command Voice. Not everyone can project like that, but he certainly could and did.You had to know him to recognize that he was anything but totally relaxed. He was flexing his fingers a little, and his nostrils were slightly flared out, but you could not miss the look in his eyes. They were reptilian and cold. He did seem to.