Cassie had tried to prove him wrong, and had failed. The second time they had met, she had found his secret, and then she had begged him to be her Dad...y.She felt his pleasure rising again, and she decided to chance catching him early. He might fall into her trap, and if he didn't she would be setting him up to take him the next time around. Everything was going just as she knew it would. She lifted her eyes to his."You're eyes talk to me," he had told her that second time. "They begged to me in. "Hi Brad," she said, "How are you tonight?" I'm good Sally, I just wanted to tell you what a nice day I had with you and everyone else. I like the boat." You do huh, better than what we did at the park?" She asked, slipping her hand into the opening of her robe and running her hand over her stomach."Well um no, the stuff in the park was much better." You better say that! If you liked the boat better I would be hurt. What are you doing tonight?" I'm just hanging around, Paul is in the living. I grabbed my boxer-briefs and yanked them down, revealing my seven-inch dick. I was not ashamed of it, in fact it was something I often showed off. I folded my underwear, and put on my school-ushered bathing suite. Tom walked up next to me... "Locker 278, where is it?"I pointed in reply, with an acknowledging grunt. He stripped off faster than me, and oh was he hot. With his quiet six pack, and long and thick seven and three quarters inch cock, I could barely contain myself. I slinked off to. Away from the traffic, she could hear the voices of children playing in the courtyards behind the front doors of the apartment buildings. Cafes and delicatessens along the road offered traditional Swiss food until late at night, their aroma mingling in the afternoon air. Old men sat outside, sipping beer as they played dominoes or simply watched the world go by, the distinctive smell of Gauloise hanging in the air as the occasional dog ferreted around underneath the tables. Lauren hurried.