But maybe there was no reason. We each have our faults and Jim's logic might make sense only to himself.It could also be that Cheryl was mistaken. She...was a new wife and pregnant for the first time. And she was worried about changing, probably. Gaining weight, getting a big tummy, swollen breasts, stretch marks and all that happy stuff. Not to mention the hormonal changes, the chemicals in her head getting out of balance as she tried to cope with the biology of it. Cheryl could imagine all. ”“That kind of narrows the options,” I said.“There’s a High School football game, but I doubt you’d be interested.”“I’ll pass,” I said.“Do you like Shakespeare?”“Sure.”We were interrupted by several customers so I did a few tasks while Nancy took care of them.“The local theater company is putting on Twelfth Night. Want to see it?”“That’s the comedy with the gender mix-up, right?”“I think so, yes. Interested?”“Sure. What time is the play?”“8:00pm. Do you want to have dinner first?”“Sure. Do you. Maybe the whispering around was inevitable but it was also annoying. Other men at camp may have sported big cocks too when hard, but surely not like Tom and Todd when limp. His father told him it was a genetic constitution, having a big flaccid cock with lesser enlargement in length and thickness when getting hard. Todd had to be inventive to mask his cock under his clothes. Tight boxer briefs helped. At his high school showers were not mandatory after PE and he surely skipped it. He simply. She was wearing the figure- hugging green dress. "Don't worry. I pleasure myself too." She walked over to the mirror, extended a red manicured finger, dipped in the spunk and tasted it. "Mmm. It is sweet and salty. The story was great butI bet the author was a man. Very full of cock. A cock and ball story in fact. But at least I know nowwhat men like and fantasize about. At least men like you", she added."When did you come in?",Sebastian managed to say as if being caught by a girl on a first.