Scott was taller than, well, almost everyone. At 6 feet 6 inches, he towered over every girl he dated and every one of his friends. He had short, stra...ght blond hair and ice blue eyes, and kept himself in good shape playing sports year round. Scott had sharp, angular facial features and slightly full lips. The fact was, Scott was gorgeous, almost shockingly good-looking, and he knew it. Confidence was not something he lacked. Girls fawned all over him and he loved it. Getting a girl to fall for. "That was amazing, you were even better than I had imagined. Want to head up to the bedroom and go again?" Wait, are you serious?? I don't think my dick can even go again." Oh my husband has some viagra we can use this week. Who knows the last time he's had to use that." Are you sure? Don't you need to rest at all??" Sweetie, I run 3 miles every day and do yoga 3 times a week. My cardio is great. Now, my flight takes off in a little less than 6 days and I want that dick inside me for as much of. So that part is okay. We were worried a little about our extended "family" back here by themselves while we're off "opening presents", but they'll be okay.My cell phone startled me, and I looked at it, then answered it, "Hi George! Feeling better this morning?" Well enough, Rob, how about you?" When I answered in the affirmative, he said, "Got some good news, maybe. Are you real busy? Can you meet me down at the city docks?" I told him I was done here, except for buttoning up the equipment. I said his mind had gone, he was senile. Fred said it didn’t make any difference. The memories were there in his mind; his brain couldn’t make the right connections anymore, but that he might be able to help him remember better.I went and helped Fretonto into the office and Fred scanned him and I saw a flash of light by the old man’s head. Then his speech was less slurred and his eyes were much brighter. He still talked nonsense for a couple minutes and then stopped speaking altogether. He.