As a matter of fact, I'd like to see you finish." He sat down in a chair next to her. "I'm drawing a crowd here..." Janet said. Seeing Derek's puzzled...look she quietly explained. "Don't turn around and look, but Tim's been watching from his house since I came out here. In fact, he's been peeping for the last couple of weeks. I figured the least I could do was give him a little something to see."This did not bother Derek, he liked showing off his wife. In their 15 years of marriage they had. Good ole 'Gaymelia.'I walked into the band locker room, and took my instrument out of the locker. I heard the door open behind me. Turning, I noticed it was just Lauren. She smiled and waved to me. Waving back, I noticed a guy in my section, Miles, was smirking and staring at me. "You hitting that, Matt?"It took a second for the surprise to wear off, but I nodded. "Yeah, I guess you could say that..." I whispered. He smirked again, patting my back. "My man," he said, slipping past me and saying. He always likes me to tie him up and gag and blindfold him and then do my nails real slow next to him or read a book or even go for a walk around the block.So I strap this thing around my waist. Well, I step into it, really. I tie it tight so it doesn’t shake loose and then bam! I have all the power a big old cock provides. It feels heavy as it hangs between my legs, but it’s a good, powerful weight. It’s real big and thick and rubbery; I’ve had it inside me (I used to do it and make him watch). It was embarrassing. We were falling farther and farther behind and it was me that had to open the box.Disgusted, I made the comment, "You didn't come very well dressed for getting a story."She wasn't through yet. "How would you like to see me dressed, more or less?"I stopped and faced her. "Look Miss Trevor, I'm beginning to doubt you are a reporter. You certainly don't act like one. There is a story here if you would stop acting like a woman of the streets. My two pretty girls over there.