Well, I guess, now I have to pay for it. As my Pastor says, “Charlie, you’ll quit some day, even if it’s after you die, you’ll quit.” Need...ess to say, I’ve done a lot of soul searching this past month. Hell, I can’t do much else. I sit here at this computer, typing slowly with one good hand. It is tough having to capitalize and stuff like this with one hand, but I want to tell you a story about my youth and I want it to be accurate. You see, as I was reminiscing and soul searching about. Miles joked, "You could just be something boring like a stockbroker" which Sean raised an eyebrow at.Michael didn?t shoot it down, instead saying, "I asked Mrs. Nelsonabout what she was doing and didn?t understand." Sean shook his headand said, "It?s entirely different, investments take bigger risks,stocks you can take smaller calculated risks. James York could help youout there, he does that for a living."Michael?s eyes lit up. He asked, "If he works in that field why does helive here? He. Tyler and I are the hosts of this year’s MAD fundraiser gala. We would really appreciate it if you two could come along.”“MAD” was short for Make A Difference, a local charity that was funding education and health care projects in the inner city. Danny could remember getting a bookstore voucher from them when he was twelve.“This is some shindig with debutantes and waltzing?” Ashley asked with a frown.Tyler laughed. “Not for some time. I hear they hired two local bands who play contemporary. John just stood there watching my girlfriend worship his magnificent cock. Slowly shaking her head in disbelief, she two-fisted him - one hand next to the other...and there was STILL a few inches left - and he was getting rock hard, too.Amy smiled and patted the couch next to her and John sat down, his cock standing straight up. Honestly he had to be almost 10" (judging from the size of Amy's hand). I opened my pants and took my own cock out. Amy took my cock in her left hand and John's in her.