I guess I can make five piles in a year now, but not more." You need help then," Tilke the forge master spoke, scratching his bald head. "I'll keep my...eyes and ears open. Mayhap I can find you a helper or even an apprentice. Just so you know I'm serious, I'll pay you twelve Groschen extra for each load you deliver."Pelle whistled softly and nodded. That was some inducement.Â"Wait!" Tilke exclaimed. "I have a thought. There's a bunch of people, come from the east, fugitives. The Baron gives 'em. "Did we?" laughed Maryanne, walking behind him, lifting some roots andspraying his hair. "How about I just freshen a few curls and you come upwith a fresh answer" Like there is one?" replied Dan as his sister fixed his hair. "You knowI analyze and then over analyze and hypothesis for a living, right?" Meaning that big pretty blonde brain of yours can't answer thosequestions itself then, can it?" teased Maryanne, tossing the hairspray inher bag."Why I think I might like him or any guy while I'm. .. it's..." E.D.?" I finished the sentence for him with a question mark."I hate that fucking expression," he said, "but yes, that's my problem." But they have pills for that," I said. To my own ears, it almost sounded as if I was whining.He shook his head. "No pills, doctor's orders. I take blood pressure medicine." Shit!" There was nothing more for me to say. I resigned myself to a night of masturbation."But I can take care of you," he said with a smile.You could have knocked me over with a. He removed his gloves, turned and took a bottle of lubricant I had not noticed sitting on the side table and rubbed it on his hands. Then once more he wrapped one of his hands around my thick shaft the other cupping and massaging my hefty ball sack. As he began to stroke my throbbing member, Dr. Hung bent in close to me and kissed the tip of my mushroom head. He then slid his tongue around the top of my piss slit and licked the drop of pre-cum already forming. He lifted a leg and kicked off his.