" "Room 212." I gathered myself as he pushed past me and left. On shaky legs, I walked up the shower side and saw the Italian man exiting his shower. ...e smiled, turned and went right back into it, semi-closing the curtain. I found a close bench, took off my clothes and went into his shower. He said "you like my cock don't ya?" I said "yes" He said "well, you have a tiny one there huh? want to suck my dick?" "yes" He stepped to me and played with my tiny wiener, rubbing it with his palm, then. I didn’t do much at work. What can I say? I felt like shit.On Wednesday afternoon, I got a call from my private detective. When I reached his office, he gave me all the proof I needed, in living color. We decided that he would continue the surveillance for two more weeks. I had proof of her infidelity, but I wanted to know more. Then, maybe, I could understand how I had failed.I knew that she didn’t want me anymore, because she was out hunting for other guys, so it was clear that I wasn’t ‘man. She made no move to open the front door, casually tossing her purse into the porch's corner.Perplexed, Bruno said, "I promise to be quiet. I don't wanna wake your folks up."Ginger smiled and came into his arms and ground her cunt against his rigid hardon. He sucked on her lower lip, enjoying its swollen fullness. She allowed the kiss to continue working her tongue into his mouth and dueling with his tip to tip. Abruptly she broke away, pulled her sweat-stained dress over her head, tossed it. Afterward, she unrolled the splint material before cupping it along its length to mold along his leg, then put a ninety-degree turn at the bottom to fit under his foot. The curve now prepared to match his leg, she bent the edges back along the entire length of the splint to add strength, per the instructions.“Oh, Baby, I hope you won’t feel this, because I have to get those bones back into position, or we risk gangrene.” With unnoticed tears streaming down her face, she braced his leg, pulled.