Well, that was a relief because I was going to ask him how long do guys do that. He assured me guys do it for a very long time even as they get old. W...ll, I had trousers to buy and we picked out a pair and they had to be altered so I followed Jack back to the alteration room. He told me to slip them on and he would measure my inseam for cuffs. Back then that was normal. So, I slipped out of my jeans and stood there in my tighty whities with my perpetual booner pushing out the hole. I gasped. Y'should seet'designs Charlettia makes. Let me show you! No, wait. Bath first. Doc?Can y'make time for us t'take a bath and try on a bunch o'clothes andstill have us arrive in t'living room at t'same time as t'others?" Shecommented, "He can stretch time for us so we'll have a couple of hours toplay while t'others only 'sperience it as th'ten minutes or so it'll take'em to walk here. C'mon! Y'just have to see my (our?) bathroom!"Alice followed her through th next doorway, thinking, "I heard. . I'm sure she will,“ replied Quentin. In and out... in and out... in and out... in and out. The bottom was beginning to wriggle nicely. Encouragingly, one might say.„Is she behaving herself?“„Not too bad... not too bad at all,“ answered Quentin, who was beginning to breath slightly faster. In fact, he was enjoying a most satisfying fuck. An excellent way to start what looked like being a most delightful day.„I believe she'll be brought up to you this afternoon some time... „„Th-Thanks.... I seized the moment and reminded him about the smack to my arse and the mark he had left there.He stood with a dumbfounded look on his face, then a realization, confessing he thought he had dreampt it, and started to apologize again.I waited a moment and asked him to define, 'I thought I dreampt it', I was teasing him now, so I persisted, 'Do you dream these thing about me', then added 'Kinky', and laughed, which hopefully told him in an indirect way, I was not offended with his dreams and what.