Tom picked up my beer with his left hand and twirled me around and off of the bar stool, his right hand still being around my shoulder. "Come on, I'll...introduce you to Linda. I bet the two of you have a lot in common." Wait," I mumbled. "I have to pay for my drink." I tried to turn back, but he held me firm steering me toward the table where the young black girl was sitting."Tonight's ladies night and all drinks for pretty ladies are free," he said. Over his shoulder he said, "Isn't that right,. 5 inches by 2 inches now.His balls had kept up and hung like 2 large eggs between his legs when he was limp, and they never seemed to be empty for long. He was amazed at his endurance, between Justine ... and a few others, he was able to keep his desires in check.He was also amazed at how clear his thoughts were, he could focus on a task completely now, not allowing any distractions. He was able to quickly understand reports passed on to him from the board members, easily reading through them. Her name tag says Angela, and somehow I can make out the soft scent of vanilla and flowers. She jots a few things down on her clipboard and then heads for the door. She stops in the doorway and turns back to me, with a wicked gleam in her eyes. “I told you I was real, and now I know you can hear me.”Despite the shock I feel at her words, and the pain my body is still in, her voice somehow makes my cock grow hard instantly.* * *Over the next month, as I go through physical therapy, and my body. You might become addicted to sex later on," he said, a smirk on his face. I knew then that he wanted to... Oh, for god's sake, who cared if he was married or not? I walked closer towards him and said, "Maybe you should help me with that," flirting right back. He walked closer to me until we were a few inches away from each other. "Maybe I should," he whispers, holding my waist and leaning down as though to kiss me. Now, I know that we were crossing a line that shouldn't be crossed and that.