“What’s ‘the talk’ about?” Nadia asked me, truly puzzled.“Fidelity or lack thereof. I’m not the faithful sort. You probably would have k...cked me to the curb for that,” I assumed.“That’s not how we do things in Russia. There’s never a ‘talk.’ Woman never bring it up. Man never bring it up. Man fucks around. Woman fucks around. Nobody talks about it. No one gets divorced. Please ... reconsider ... I beg you!”“Nyet,” I answered as I walked out the door, half-regretting it due to what she just told. But then she looked at my cock. It was not fully limp but it was hanging down like a great bent pole. I could see in her eyes there was doubt as to what had happened and I was sure that she was surprised by her son's cock size.As I reached the door Gram and Sheri came bursting in as if they had just heard the noise and came to see what had happened. Gram said "Hazel, What have you done. What have you done to this poor boy?" Gram was naked as a Jay bird and looking good.Gram had quickly picked. “I suppose it’s okay,” she answered, “I’m Sandy but don’t butt in on my action; I’ve been working Melissa for a week to get a date.” Gary looked back and forth briefly between the two girls and decided to be bold about his quest. “Well, I can understand why; Melissa’s a beautiful girl. I’ve always considered myself to be pretty good at pleasing a woman, but I guess a woman would have a slight advantage.” “A slight advantage?” asked Sandy. “What do you mean?” “Obviously a woman can satisfy. If it doesn't work, you owe me nothing and we're square. Do we have a deal?"Frank thought for a second, and said, "I still think this is crazy, but it can't hurt. I'll try it." "Good. Just read the directions on the paper, follow them exactly, and you're home free." OK.", said Frank and took the box home. He didn't notice the shop fade away as he walked toward the mall door. When he got back he started getting ready for the party, which didn't take long because all he wore was a flannel shirt.