.. I wear spedo's and a racing shirtwith my logo on it "YOU NEED-GOT SPEED!" I get some funny looks from people but thats okay I want to be noticed!I...got to admit my ass looks really hot in these things and all the bike riding keeps me toned! This one day I'm delivering a letter to a business in this high rise building so I secure my bike and go inside I let the security guy know who I am andwhere I'm going he points to the elevator and says floor twelve "Got it" I say as I dash for the. Bull laughed, now. A big hearty laugh. He stepped right up to me, and with no embarrassment at all he took in his big hand my balls and dicklet. He inspected them carefully in his powerful fingers."And smooth as a baby. Sweet," he said this softly, almost tenderly. He massaged my balls lightly for a few seconds. Then he took my dicklet between finger and thumb and stroked it. Instantly I was erect, as hard as can be. Right there, Bull owned me entirely. Under the showers, shrouded in that steam. The un-voiced words were appearing only inside her brain like painful subtitles to a tragic movie with the volume muted. Ronnie realized it didn’t matter what was voiced. Rob could not hear her. He had died forty-two years ago in April of 1972. Veronica placed her hand tenderly against the name inscribed in the unresponsive black marble. Her body shivered with tremors as she felt the cold chill of death seep into her skin. Then Veronica softly pressed her cheek against the cold silent stone. As she stormed out, the first girl stayed and leered wantingly before following her.They stopped a mere ten feet from the front door as the second girl bitched about my ungrateful attitude to the first. All the while, the first girl was staring at me through the window at my desk. I returned her looks. There was some back and forth between them that I couldn't make out before they separated.Suddenly the first girl was back in my office all afire as she locked the door. She dropped her purse.