I mean we know how long they are, but not the actual measurement," admitted Patti. "It just made me wonder how long, in inches, your cock is."I didn't...just fall off a load of turnips. I have heard how a group of women can be more coarse and crude than a bunch of guys. I also knew they would be more honest. Men expect other men to lie. We all do it and accept it. It makes us all feel better about ourselves, and our place in the cosmic plan. We lie about the fish we catch, the golf scores we. " No, there won't be a problem."The bald man smiled, and he and his partner escorted Jason out, and down a long corridor. The stopped at one point, and opened a panel on a wall. The sat him in what appeared to be a dentist chair. They strapped his hands to handles. Each handle had one button positioned at the top, most likely for his thumb. Then a device from behind him was inserted into his ear, and the panel was closed. He had never been claustrophobic before, but this room was uncomfortably. I quote my most recent one there, also to puzzle her with my double play, as I quote my own lines.Jennnifer I quote a comment at a story of youI see the lines as a tribute to you in my mind"Jennifer I miss you as much as I love youI see the sunshine in your eyes in my mindJennifer I miss my main muse and inspirationI see the red sunset at your bottom blooming"Jennifer do I not understand last sentence at allI wonder whether you know what he might mean?Jennifer seems still unmoved by my. She had a little smile on her face as she placed the key in the ignition and turned it on. She shivered as she grabbed the steering wheel and said in a fierce whisper, "Mine!" I laughed.I gave her directions to my little shop and she oh-so-carefully drove there. I had to insist she get on the freeway. She was afraid a rock or a bit of gravel might hit that perfect paint job and put a ding in it. "Oh hell, if that happens, we'll just send it to Jiffy Paint for a touch up." She giggled and did as.