I showed her my lullo (penis) which has grown to sin inches. Bua have never seen lullo (penis) other than that of her husband(may be that too in dark)...in erect position.She was surprised and worried that how it got erected and what should be done to relieve pain.I told her that whenever pain occurs, I malish my lullo. She said that she can do that, & started giving malish to my lullo (penis) and my groin area. Now I asked,” why do only men have hairs on their lullo (penis)”?She said not only. She went ouch!! I had my soldier rising up in my pants. I kissed her boobs with her clothes on. With my hands inside her shirt, I lifted her bra and it was just the soft cloth of her T-shirt between my lips and her boobs. I bit her nipples. She didn’t let me raise her T-shirt. Rather than forcing her, I let her T-shirt go and went back to kissing. We kept kissing and touching for a while. She got up and went back to her seat as the guard was on the round. She adjusted her clothing, I adjusted. What I will do is write your husband a letter, since he at least is civil to me. Goodnight.”I hung up, and I hit the bottle. Bloody fucking Roasburies.On Thursday it was my turn to host the meeting and Zena offered to help. Needless to say everyone knew the latest development and were duly compassionate. We had just sat down to play the first rubber, when the phone rang. Zena’s hand was the dummy so she went to answer it. She needn’t have, for all play stopped while she was gone.“Hello, Graham. As a guy I was a little shy and I didn't talk to girls too often, and here I was with 4 girls and they were just talking to me as if I was one of them. It's the longest I've been in the company of girls with out my toungue getting tied in a knot and making a fool of myself. I was actually a little disappointed when Erin said we had better head home."So Sis did you have a good day?" asked Erin as we were walking home"Yea it was ok." You should come along with us again." That would be kool, I.