It was thick and long -- even in its relaxed stage.Hell! I wonder where he got that from! Certainly not from his father!"I-I'm going to take a shower.... Jen said quickly, wanting to take her mind off the cock that she had just seen."Wait." Dan stopped her. "Why don't I give you a massage before you shower. Remember I told you I took some physio classes as part of Football training?" Uhh.. I-I don't know." Jen mumbled. "Maybe I'll jus go shower." Aww come on Mom." Dan protested. "It's just a. ....................................................................................................Footnotes: 1. www.slaveregister.com Thanks to Tanos at the Slave Register (yes, it’s real) for allowing us to quote a genuine slave number, we’ll let you guess whose it is.CHAPTER 2 : A RETURN TO EARTH? : AUGUSTCAFE NEROCathy Corbin reaches the Caf? Nero in Brook Street at just after a quarter past twelve. She is out of breath and anxious. She said she would meet her friend Jenny half an hour. These were ideas that were trickling down to Australia from Europe and the United States, by publication and description.Few photographs from the Modernists in America or the Bauhaus School in Berlin were actually seen by the Australians, but Dupain and his more adventurous contemporaries were hungrily consuming what information they could, and reflecting the imported ideas into an Australian setting. In the early Thirties Dupain was making surreal double exposures and floral studies using the. I had been brushing my hair, trying to tease it up, getting it nice and fluffy the way Steven liked."Going out, then?" She smiled so sweetly, turning towards me, the edge of her elegant straight blond locks swirling on her delicate jaw line.I blushed, my face warm, and stuttered. Lauren Henderson was Steven's ex; I and had been dreading running into her somewhere in the building all week."Yes, right in the city; I can't take the subway home change, and come back."I flushed again, not knowing.