..um." was all I could say. I'd read all the men's magazines and the letters, thinking they were all fakes. I was quickly running some of the most rec...nt issues through my mind. "Jesus," I thought. "Were those stories real?!?" I have a pretty good image of my sexual prowess. Or I did up until 10 seconds ago. I'd also believed the women that I had slept with when they told me that I was 'plenty big'. I remembered the locker rooms from high school and had conveniently blocked that evidence from. She got into the car with a big smile on her face. "Why are you so happy?" Christina asked. "No reason" said Kimmy.After Kimmy was dropped off at her friends house, she knocked on the door. "I'm coming." And after a few moments Curtis answered the door wearing shorts and no shirt showing off his masculine upper body. "Hi" Kimmy said shyly. "Coral! Your friends here" he said. Coral, is Curtis' younger step sister, she 13 years old, standing about 5'0" tall, weighing about 95 lbs. with hazel eyes. And I knew you'd like it too, huh. " Bobby just let it go although he was strongly tempted to pursue the issue. He was still feeling the pangs of jealousy. As these thoughts crossed his mind he got a strange look in his eye. Norma caught it almost instantly and said, "What's the matter, son? Something wrong?"Bobby hesitated a second, but then, to change the topic he said, "Mom. Can I ask you something?" Sure, darling. What is it?" Well, I know you said we can never touch each other, uh, you. They fed me very well, although I’m not sure what I ate,” he laughed.“You’ll soon get used to your native foods. How do you like Mecca so far?”“I’m anxious to see more of it. Maybe you could show me around sometime.”Mustafa felt uncomfortable in the silence which followed every painful exchange. He realized this bavasaab was not much older than he, and he tried to relate on a generation level.“Are you married?” asked Mustafa. “This house is so big. The view is incredible. The mosque down there.