”“Well, let’s do something about that!”“Okay… Oh, wow…!”“Does it feel nice?”“Yeah!”“Good! Jason loves it when I do this to h...m.”“Yeah, you’re good, Marie. You know what would make it even better? If I got to look at your tits!”“My tits? I don’t know… I don’t think Jason would like it if I showed you my tits.”“So? You’re giving me a handjob, Marie. I don’t think he’d like that, either.”“True! Okay, so, like, should I just lift my shirt? Or what?”“Sure!”“I got a bra on, though.”“Oh. Well,. This was a room designed for business, intimidation and men. As usual, Carl’s in-house expression revealed no emotion or commitment. It was a calm reflection of controlled intensity, always an unspoken threat lingering in the air that seemed to only highlight whatever point Edger was establishing. Without words, a long time ago, Sidney had discovered that Carl was much more than a typical business associate. He was a quiet constant that often lingered long after the other drones and lawyer. ”“Jennifer, would you like to go get something to eat and the football game with me on Friday?”There was a short pause that seemed like an eternity.“I would love it. It sounds like an excellent first date. Just so you know I love Chick-fil-A.”“You know since we moved here, I’ve never had Chick-fil-A. Everybody says it really good though.”“That’s unbelievable you never been there. Chick-fil-A is an Atlanta institution, just like The Varsity. We are definitely going there Friday.”“Chick-fil-A’s. I went over to him.He still had his trousers and shorts down around his ankles. She asked me what I thought. I peered at his now fully soft cock."Not much", I said and asked him how long he was having erectile problems.He told me he wasn't and he just had a small rash. "Yes," I said, "it is small, I need a another more experienced opinion. I called mum in, who had of course been listening.Mum came in and we asked her to have a look.She said she could of course prescribe something to make him.