We decided to go to the Black Angus steak house. Michelle and I had eaten there not long ago, their food is really good and they have quiet semi-priva...e booths where you can visit in private without a lot of overriding noise. Michelle changed into something a little more appropriate for a nice family restaurant. When we arrived, the hostess seated us and shortly took our orders. While we were waiting for our food, I couldn’t help but ask, “Mike, you started telling about some of yours and. ." she sighs after ogling Kyle for a short eternity. "Boys, will you show me the rest?"I had a feeling this was coming and this time Kyle does not hesitate; he opens the fly on his 501's and hauls out an obscenely huge handful of meaty cock. It is easily twice the size of my own, average 6 incher."Oh my gawd..." Bella gasps taking a good look at Kyle's giant package. "How big does it get when it... can it get hard?"Kyle stifles a laugh and affirms, "Oh yeah... it gets hard all right. How big?. I could not believe it. It was as if someone had taken over control of my machine. Again I got scared.Finally only one box was still remaining on my screen. It was a web cam picture of an empty bedroom. It was a girl’s bedroom with pink wallpaper, a canopy bed, and lots of stuffed animals. It was boring looking at an empty room but I couldn’t seem to help myself. I knew that if I closed it I would regret it.I decided to record the input and turned the video capture on. As I watched the empty. Inside of another zip-lock bag was a painting that was the size of a postcard. It was the rendering of a house, brilliantly done in the impressionist style. So brilliantly done, I wondered if this was a professional artist--perhaps one I'd seen before. With a closer look, I realized that this was a house I knew; just catty-corner to my apartment building. It had been painted with the suggestion of the first light of the morning. I glanced up and looked over. There was movement in a second floor.