"Can they fit me with a prosthetic dick and balls, Dewey? It wasn't just my legs that got mangled in the explosion."His voice caught. "My prick and bo...locks went at the same time, and without a prick a man isn't a man. I love to fuck, and lived to fuck. I don't want to live the rest of my life as a eunuch. Gina deserves more than that; she loves fucking as much as I do, and the frustration would destroy her." Hold up, Gino. There's more to marriage than sex. You and Gina love each other;. There was no way to conceal a bra, so I didn’t wear one, and panty-lines are always unflattering, interrupting my smooth contours, hence my g-string. But a gentle tug at my dress from any direction would cause it stretch and pull away. And that’s what happened. How it happened and whether it was intentional or not, didn't matter now, the result was me standing topless, my dress hanging from my waist, with three out of town business men gawking lecherously at my up-swept boobs. They pounced like. ”“I hope you stay, Abby. I also want to see what happens between us personally. I believe that you are a professional who will do the proper thing, regardless of personal feelings.”I took Abby in my arms for a hug and a friendly kiss. She rested her head on my shoulder and said, “Thank you, Doug.”Sereine had told me that she planned to become my woman when the time and circumstances were right. I didn’t think that she had planned on earlier today being that time.“Can I talk with you about what. Theylinked their arms through mine. Hushed discussions were going on atseveral tables. I felt like a prize animal at a livestock auction. Withthose udders I might have been a milk cow. Tony came out from backstageand looked over the buzzing crowd. A tall man in a three-piece-suit stoodup and waved to him. Tony went to his table and conferred. He checkedwith two other obviously interested parties. But it quickly becameapparent that the first one had bid so high that no one was about.