Shawna came back with a starched cotton jacket like doctor's wear. She handed it to me saying, "Put this on. It'll cover the piece and make you look r...ally professional." Where'd you get this?" The uniform company gave me a bunch of samples for us to try. This is one of them. I don't think white is a good color for my grease monkeys."I told the two girls, "Thanks, I'll be back later. Call and see if you can get that Captain that always shows up at the house. See if he can come by. It might be. I wasn’t used to ‘just looking’; I’d never seen a cock I couldn’t have. I wanted it; wanted to touch it; wanted it inside me. Sudden, pent-up frustration boiled to the surface, evaporating inhibitions. There was thought as I parted my legs, pulled my dressing gown apart and slipped my hand down. The thought was that I didn’t give a fuck if he did see me perving; if he did see me masturbating – he was the one showering with the door open. Gasps of delight filled my ears as my fingers found the. I turned back to Dave who had moved in front of me now. His cock was huge. It somehow looked bigger than I had remembered. I lifted my glove-clad hand and cupped his big ball sac. I lifted it and in doing so, pointed his hard shaft at my face. In the bright light from the window I could see every detail in his long fleshy cock.I let out a gentle sigh as I rolled his balls in the palm of my hand. "This...I will miss," I said looking up at Dave. Another moment passed. Neither of us spoke. I. She didn't look too pleased with that remark."We were friends until one of us decided that the other wasn't fun anymore and what's more, 'friends' don't walk out and not return other friend's phone calls, while still expecting them to help them out." It's not like that, Paul." Oh? So what is it like?" She was definitely upset with my interpretation of the situation, I could see her redden. She didn't answer anyway."That's what I thought." I said with more than a trace of sarcasm. The look she.