By mid-summer we had an encampment of over six hundred people, all of them working the way of the sacred water. That was almost twenty crews. One hund...ed and fifty to two hundred feet of wall a day, a thousand feet on a good week, or more likely six hundred on a bad one. Of course, every once in a while I'd have to shoot or exile some cave moron who had a better way of doing things, but between the 'god mobile', the lights, the ThunderStick, and my other props, it was a rare occurrence.I took. And went straight to the showers. Memories still fresh and my back acing. I got ready and started to leave for office. I got her 1st msg. At 11 that day telling me that she had jus woken up and could not get her mind out of the flight to the real world. The day passed and i found it difficult to concentrate on my work as she kept on msg me and i kept on getting an erection. Frustrated that i could not respond to all thos erotic and sexually provoking msg. Though i off loaded in the office loo. Her nipples stood out visibly under her silky blouse. Susan sat at the other end of the sofa from me and curled her legs up under her toward the middle. This exposed a little of her thigh but not enough to cause concern."So, Ty, why would any woman be afraid of a relationship with you?"That was the opening I had been waiting for. "Because, dear, Ty has a very large penis. Large enough that most women are afraid of it." Oh my god! I'm sorry, I mean...Oh damn, what do I mean? I just don't believe. Couldn't Jane be satisfied with just that? But, at the moment, her aversion to Charlie's regrettable disfigurement made even that rather unlikely.Charlie returned with a Grande Filter Coffee (Fairtrade, of course) for himself and a glass and a plastic bottle of White Cranberry juice for Jane. He sat down opposite Jane and gingerly sipped from his still-too-hot cup of coffee while regarding her with evident apprehension. How should their conversation proceed? After all their long Facebook chats.