Sarah’s hand began to move deliciously upon his hardened phallus. ‘Poor Cliff,’ Sarah said. ‘He was so turned on while you were pleasuring me...under my costume. Don’t you think he should have a turn now Vi?’ ‘It’s only fair,’ the girl crooned looking up into Cliff’s eyes. Her tunic floated loosely up between them and his hand moved beneath it to find her breasts. She hovered, her breasts buoyant in the fondles of his hand, and then his fingers found her nipples firm with excitement. She was. Dinner on Saturday evening? You betcha! The next morning, I was clearly happy. My co-workers noticed my upbeat state of mind. Phil swung by my cube and said, ‘Seeing the tall gal?’ He waggled his eyebrows suggestively. I sighed. ‘Yeah, Phil, we went out last night.’ He giggled. ‘I bet you did,’ he said, and then, ‘Got lucky, huh?’ I was barely paying attention to him, but I focused enough to say, ‘Yeah, Phil, I think I’ve gotten real lucky.’ He grinned and sauntered off. End of conversation.. Flabbergasted, adj. Appalled by discovering how much weight one has gained.3. Abdicate, v. To give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.4. Esplanade, v. To attempt an explanation while drunk.5. Willy-nilly, adj. Impotent.6. Negligent, adj. Absent mindedly answering the door when wearing only a nightgown.7. Lymph, v. To walk with a lisp.8. Gargoyle, n. Olive-flavored mouthwash.9. Flatulence, n. Emergency vehicle that picks up someone who has been run over by a steamroller.10. Balderdash, n.. The waistband of my shorts pull it down towards my crotch and then once my shorts are clear, it slaps back and bounces off my belly, making an audible pop and leaving a smudge of precum. Robbie has been watching my every move and once I'm naked, I glance over at him and shrug my shoulders, grinning. He notices that my cock and balls are shaved."Why don't you have any pubic hair?" he asks."I shave because it makes me feel cleaner. Besides, girls like it because they don't get hair stuck in their.