I could feel my heart rate double in a second as soon as I felt my thoughts drift to walking down those stairs and telling her how I felt. I remember ...alking in the direction of my bedroom door. It was fair to say that I was just about ready to have a heart attack when I reached the stairs and had to sit down for a couple of minutes so that I could gather my nerve and consider once again what it was that I was about to do.Nerves are terrible at the best of times but the fear that I felt on my. He looked at me, then out of the window. It was a large window in the livingroom, facing across a small garden outside, and onto a cul-de-sac, probably contemplating our discussion and the direction it had taken. 'Well, what exactly is it you want to see?' he enquired, trying to understand the conversation we wer having. 'You're penis' I replied, simply. 'I would do the same for you!' I blurted out, not really thinking that through. Again, I got a quizzical gaze, and could see him thinking. “Pfft” I rolled my eyes at her as she whipped open the box to pull her black heels out. “Where you off to tonight anyway?” I asked with a bit of curiosity and worry in my voice. I wasn’t overly concerned but the last 6 months she had been going to various parties and had come back in a variety of states, nothing awful but nothing great either. “Jens parents are out of town so she’s having a small house party, just friends from school and that. I should be back by 12 anyway” she wasn’t looking. Marc was watching and getting quite excited, and was now semi-erect. He then noticed my jewelry. “Wow, darling, look at his cock.”She looked down at my slightly swollen penis and saw the ring near the tip. She flicked it, then noticed the bar across the top. “I like that. That must give pleasure to the clitoris.” She certainly didn’t mince her words.“I have one underneath too.” I said. She lifted my cock up by the ring and saw it. She looked most impressed.I was feeling aroused, but.