" That is pretty good," Barry commented. "I guess your anger managementtherapist is happy about it too." Yes. She says I make great progress."Barry no...ded, but then it dawns on him. "She? Susan. Wasn't yourtherapist male? You know. So you learn that not every male is a jerk?" She was. But we decided to do a little experiment. So he gets a feelfor what I have to deal with." Did HE had a choice to agree to this experiment?" At first, his pointedquestion was greeted by silence."No," she half. Your legs, lean and smooth, slip into your white gym shoes. You glance at yourself in the mirror. You like what you see. You look like an athlete, a hot athlete. Your body feels good, fit, healthy, pumped and alive, really alive. As you consider which weight you want to try you hear a noise and I enter the gym. We don’t make eye contact, two strangers in a gym late at night. I move to the weights and pick up two large dumbbells off the rack. You pick up your dumbbells and start to do some light. Gf was sitting on bed with only red panties (not sexy ones, I must say), holding what looked to me as a giant massive hard on of his, very purple in it's color and pulasting like a live "something". I was in total shock. I was not thinking I will ever witness something like that. I was speechless. He looked over his shoulder and...it was a real young boy, unknown to me. When she saw me like this, she backed up a little looking somewhat worried trying to cover herself. "Isn't what you allways. I knew it. I was glad I was seeing Doctor Mercer in the morning. When we finished eating, Jennifer left and I went back to work. The afternoon went too fast, mostly because I didn’t want it to.The girls arrived at 4:00pm as promised.“I talked to Pete,” Melanie said, sounding sad. “I told him. He was really upset. I don’t know what he’s going to do. He’s going to call me tomorrow.”“Well, he didn’t break up with you, isn’t that a good sign?”“I’m not sure. I told him and he said ‘Please leave,.