The other end of his rod was just as noteworthy, being a nicely formed sack covered in the same well-trimmed blond hair. His nuts were full and shaped...like over-sized Brazil nuts hidden beneath a scrotum hanging loosely in the warmth of the sun. He laughed. “No need to move on, I’m not worried about it. I would kind of enjoy the company.” As he spoke, he (for the second time) reached down and adjusted his magnificent cock taking the tip of his foreskin between his finger and thumb and twirled. He’d also been offered several lucrative commissions for family style portraits of the upper, upper level Nobility and High Bureaucrats, so basically had a license to print money, as one of my Dad’s weird sayings goes.Amanda had taken on the role of the public face of the Royal family, leaving her Mum the time to actually get on and run the Empire again. Her relationship with Dayyev had been deliberately leaked to the newsies, who had cautiously sniffed around but found no sign of any. I noticed the woman was wearing heels, whereas Theo and I had been barefoot. I hoped they kept my shoes. Those were my favourite pair of converse. I heard the door to the cell click shut behind me. The woman brought me into a room just down the hallway with counters lining the walls and a gynaecologists chair in the centre. "Strip," the woman said and I faltered. "I said strip. This exam will be much easier if your naked," she repeated, glaring at me. I still didn't move. She sighed and pressed. Hey I had to use my money for something.My name is Al Parson; at twenty-nine I was ready for life. Over the last two years the money had been very good allowing me to purchase a modest home in a good subdivision and my pet, a current model Suburban, plenty of power, lots of room and a guaranteed to visit to every service station. Truthfully, for the size and power of the unit it was rather good on fuel. It was the price of fuel these days that made any large vehicle seem like a.