Afterward I did mybest to avoid Austin and his leering friends by spending time in Sarah'sroom watching TV.I wanted to relax because this weekend woul... be my last break until the weekof Christmas, but I wasn't sure how to do so anymore. I was so used tohaving some part of Sarah's life vying for my attention, and I was sad whenAmy had told me we were closing the office for the whole weekend. I almostcraved some of the headache that managing my career could cause. I feltalmost lost without. “I wanted to see if she gives head as good as you say. And she does.”I breathed heavily through flared nostrils. “You live in my house,” I growled, “you eat my food, and you fuck my ex. Can you please at least do some fucking dishes?”She moved slightly towards me in a menacing way, then stood and stomped to the kitchen. I watched her stalking away, the back of her head, the black tank-top and green pajama shorts. I chugged my beer and sat there, listening to the running water and plates banging. So my T-girl is smaller than my real girlfriend. When we get to her room we start to undress. She is laying down on her back on the bed and slips off her mini skirt and tank top. As I get undressed I notice she has a good sized dick about 7 inches. But what shocked me was how HARD it was. I mean she had the HARDEST dick I have ever seen, when I grabbed her dick it was as hard as a rock. I looked her in the eyes and said "why are you so hard honey" she just stared back at me with her sexy light. He was 6'1. Much taller than Chloe, stocky built. You could clearly see he had very little interest in making an effort. He had not even bothered to dress up. It was an understatement to say that he had dressed down. He sat sighing, flaking out on the back seat. A White plain cap upon his forehead. A pink polo top and dark black tracksuit bottoms. His trainers on his feet completed the look of someone going down the pub rather than on a date.The taxi pulled away. The driver having taken the.