He was smiling and was kind of chuckling when I sat down.I looked at him and whispered, “What’s going on now? I notice that people are looking at ...e.” “It’s your dick.” “What?!” “The words out all over about the size of your dick. It’s hard to believe it’s such a big topic. Is it true?” “What?” “The size of your dick.” “Oh crap I don’t know. I was so drunk I don’t know what really happened. I don’t know anything about comparing penises with anybody else.” “Well people are believing it. You have. My implant isn’t in my fucking arm anymore,” Morgan said, genuine panic cracking her voice.“Okay, let’s take a breath,” Patty said audibly breathing in. Morgan mimicked her, trying to get more oxygen to her brain. A quick way to process stress was to breathe, sounds simple enough but it’s hard to do in an actual crisis.Breathing out slowly, Patty continued, “We will send you some Plan B and a self administer kit in your care package. You’d still have to get to the drop point for it and it will. "Jill busts out laughing when she hears that, Allen laughs too, as they sit down on the couch. Allen rolls a joint while they wait for the coffee. Jill says, "I don't want to smoke too much today, OK? It's kinda nice having a clear head for a change." I hear ya, baby. I just thought we could have a couple tokes with our coffee. Then I'm going to be Allie again, and take you into the tub to enjoy a little girl time with you." That sounds nice. I'd like that."Jill lays her head on Allie's. We each took turns with the dogs and the crowd, so after three shows we all made about the same money. I got cleaned up a quick shower and used my summer's eve douche. I put on my dress and relaxed till it was time to go home.The taxi pulled up a two thirty on the dot. When I got in the driver asked if I was going to give him more then just a look like I had promised him. I told him my pussy was sore but I would be glad to give him a blowjob. He made a face and said he really wanted to fuck me..