“Crap” bending down Anya felt around, without her glasses everything was blurry kind of like being drunk. “Well, well what do we have here boys�...� at the deep and instantly recognized voice Anya tried to get up, only to hit her head on the sink and fall flat on her back. Everything spinning she cried out when three blurry shapes came into her vision, three big blurry shapes. “Ughhh’ holding her head in pain Anya placed the voice instantly ‘James is that you” asked Anya as she once again tried to. "I was thinking about how long we had known each other. We hadn't been sexual in quite some time and back then he had a juvenile penis and no body hair. I wondered if that had changed, so I decided to check it out."You know, there's an urban myth about a man's cock and his shoe size. They say there's a correlation between the two, whoever 'they' is." A puzzled look spread over Jeremy's face."What's a correlation," he asked. Obviously, he wasn't hitting his dictionary very often."A correlation. Mai kuch zhijka fir said ok.. Wo mere bed par leet gai aur mai paas he sofe par,, achanak kuch der baad mere kaan me fus fushat hui.. Badmash us din bathroom ke bahar khade hue andar dekhne ki koshis kar rahe the aur ab jab mai tumhare sath hun to soone ka drama kar rahe ho.. Mai ye sunte he suun ho gaya, itne mai gita anty ne mujhe kis kiya aur apne sath bed par le gai.. Mai kuch samaj pata ise pahele he gita anty ne mere short mai se mera mota taza lund nikal kar apne muh mai daal liye… She. Not even a phone call or postcard from her, and yet here she stood."How could you?" she angrily yelled as she tossed a stack of Polaroids across the bed.John's eyes bugged out of his head as his eyes viewed his latest sex episode with the young beauties. He couldn't believe that sent the pictures to his ex-wife. He couldn't determine why they would anyway. They didn't even ask him for money.But then John thought. "Why do you even care who I'm with?"Carol enclosed the distance between them..