Sit on the toilet or anything. Or stand in line, for that matter.All this talk about urinating, of course, didn't help me to not want todo it. How l...ng was the parade route, anyway? Then I remembered--afterthe parade, where would I be? Surely the men's room here would be saferthan any public men's room at the other end of the parade route... Therewas so much I didn't know about what lay ahead for me this day."Take your gloves off first," Lisa said.I gingerly pulled at the fingertips of my. "I said. "Look, me and Justin had a long talk tonight, he's my best buddy in all the world you know. "His words slurring, he could just about talk. "And ya how much he likes you, baby... don't cha? " "He's always had the hots for ya. "he slurred his words. "Of anyone in the whole world, I would trust ya with, it would be him!"I was half asleep but this woke me up. "What are you talking about Rick? "I looked puzzled and slightly perturbed by this conversation. An uneasy feeling, too. "Look, come. I knew that she was lying to my face, and every time she told a blatant or even a possible lie, my cock would stir in my jeans. The more outrageous or obvious the lie, the more I would spring to life. My fetish, you see, is what I now recognize to be an insatiable lust for lies, and it is also the basis of my committed relationship with my short, extremely cute, busty, big-assed brunette wife Hannah.Hannah didn't just lie to me to conceal her promiscuity, though, she would lie to me to. “A man with one woman that gorgeous is uncommon, but two? Are you a modeling agent or something?”“No, nothing like that,” I chuckled. “I need to send a fax before we go to the airport, would you know the closest place I could do that?”“There’s a shipping store a couple of miles from here that does that,” he said as he looked over the girls in the mirror before pulling out into traffic. “I’ll get you and your lovely ladies there in no time.”It was more than a couple miles, but the shop was slow.