"That sounds so good and you are so sweet to me, James," Lisa said in her normal voice. She gave me a fat juicy kiss and ran her fingers through my ha...r and smiled at me.We were still lying down on my bed side-by-side enjoying the coziness of snuggling at times."Can you turn over and let me check something out? I saw a dark brown mark on your scrotum and I didn't want to say anything while we were doing it, but I just want to check it out and make sure it's not skin cancer," she asked, sounding. The fussy gentleman who headed the section was a professional bureaucrat who had held an obscure position on the clerical staff of the His Mountserrian Majesty's Embassy to the Republic of Harbouria until, somehow, he had been declared "persona non gratis" (an unacceptable person) after a particularly vicious gun battle in a secretive section of the building housing the benignly named Civil Protection Department in which he had most certainly not been involved — the Ambassador had said he was. My dick was standing at attention almost instantly and it was the hardest erection I've ever had. That was enough for me. I closed out the window and decided to go to sleep. It was an odd feeling, being sexually frustrated and yet disgusted with myself.I checked my cell phone the next day, after work. Lo and behold, Ky had left me a message.6:32PM Kyle Anderson: Hypno time. My place. Faggot!My hand shot up in the air right as I read that—luckily the parking garage was deserted. It took me a few. “Thanks again for getting us out of there.”Paul looked at Chelsea, “You know Joe?”“Yeah, he was in the supermarket, hiding in the meat department walk-in, armed only with a butcher’s knife, guarding a group of people. Fucking brave ass thing to do,” she commented, shaking her head in awe of his balls for doing that.Joe blushed, while Nancy playfully whacked him on the shoulder. “He promised to stay safe, that does not sound like him trying to stay safe!” she said. But her proud smile at her man.