We exchanged some messages and, at first, I was concerned because his messages had a lot of spelling errors and the grammar was poor. This is usually ... warning sign for me to be careful. However, we continued to chat and I really started believing he was genuine. Only after chatting for a while did we exchange pics. Boing! He was a BBC. What a cock! The picture made it look huge. He told me that he was over 9 inches. Whatever hesitation I had went out the window as I knew I had to get that. I still had feelings for this guy. I don't know why. When we were kids I always wanted him to notice me. He was always the bashful country boy, cute but didn't know it, quiet but had a way of talking with his eyes. I was best friends with his sister, Peg. We were a little older than Jerry but I didn't care. There was just something special about him. He was always protective about his family. They were poor but proud. It was easy to see that in Jerry.When I heard he was going to be sent away. She stood in my living room, sexy cute in her sandals. “What do I owe the honor of such a lovely visitor?” My eyes wandered up and down her body. My shaft was already swelling being around her.“I - I came to tell you that Jerry and I - broke up.” She looked down, then up at me. “He was - kinda mad that you and I - you know.”“You don’t seem too upset about it,” I slipped off my shoes, stretching my toes. Ah. That felt good after a long walk. “So why did you come over here?”“I don’t know,” she. Ben was happy to take it from her as he sat down and ate at her table.As he ate, Serena moved beside the table and began telling him abouttheir day together.Ben was surprised that his wife and sister had paid Serena to shut downher shop the entire day to give him a crash course in femininity. WhatSerena was telling him they were going to do seemed, to him, to be alot to accomplish in a single day."So, I'm going to learn to be a girl in three easy lessons?" Ben joked,trying to preserve his.