" Oh my god he has a lisp! I can't believe it!" It was Anthony, one of myformer bosses. I went red under my make up and suddenly I felt a warmtrickle ...rom the top of my legs running down my tights. "He's wethimself!!!" Everyone burst out laughing. "We did have him in diapersperhaps he needs them again!" my wife roared. I finished the rhyme andthe light went out. There was now a cold wet trail down my legs. I couldnot believe what had happened. Everyone I knew had seen me as a lispingfairy. A shadow fell over us! I looked up, having to shield my eyes against the sun. A naked man stood there. He was holding a clipboard. It was the guy in the office where I book myself in."Hello" I greeted him."Sorry for disturbing you but I wonder if you would sign our petition." Yes of course. What is it about?"The clipboard wasn't really the most unusual thing about him. It was his cock. It was enormous and hung down almost to his knees. And this was him in a flaccid state. I had to drag my eyes. A competitor maybe, a venture capitalist perhaps. I'm not sure about flotation with the way the Stock Exchange has been lately. Selling out to a competitor would be better. That means fewer fish in the sea and so the fish which are left have more to eat.? ?Freddie, I think we are going to have to make serious plans. Let's make the decision and deal with the slavery business first. Agreed???Yes ? yes, agreed. It hurts but, yes, I agree.?War CabinetBy 09:30, Freddie is in the ?Board Room? in an. "Oh, babe, I like the new look! You sure you're OK, though?" Yeah, just give me a minute." She leaned against the car and rested her head on her arms, her eyes tight shut. Man but that hurt.When she opened her eyes, Dean was under the car. "Hey, that's my job, remember?" My penance for being a clumsy jerk. I get squished as well as dirty."She grinned. "OK. I can see that."She could hear him grunting and cursing under his breath as he tried to manoeuvre in the cramped space, his lower legs.