David woke up one morning interrupting a dream. He was disappointed and lay in bed imagining how he wanted it to end. Had the girl in his dream really...been Shasta? If he thought falling asleep again would allow him the reality of finishing the dream he would have rolled right over and taken any consequence for being late for work. Shasta also awoke interrupting a dream. The dream was so real, and she quickly rose from her bed to shake off the dream and didn’t want to dwell on it in case. "It'd work! You've got my vote! We'll talk more. Bye now! I'll let myself out." And she was gone, Brenda looking speculatively after her. "What idea?" I asked Brenda. "Oh, we were talking about making sure of things," Brenda replied. "A kind of insurance. Don't worry about it." iii.So of course I worried. A lot. All through that afternoon I sawmyself as Brenda and Kelly had joked about me, wearing a miniskirt andtossing my long blonde hair and rubbing. He was bulging.there was no zip or button fly.I pulled them down and felt his cock spring out.I grabbed him.He was fucking huge.I wanted him.Wanted him now."Fuck me" I begged."I cant" he said."Not here.But I'm off in an hour.Meet me in my hotel,the Plaza"."Ok", I said.But I want to kiss you goodbye first".He pulled my lips to his again,but he had misunderstood me.I pulled back,and bent down to his cock.His uncut cock.I hadn't seen a circumcised on before.There was pre-cum dripping from it.I. The only problems I had was trying to find a place to lift each and still be able to put them where she wanted. Oh, and keep them where someone could use them.Sarah summed it all up with “Damn! Hung like a horse and strong as an ox. The curl machine alone is almost seven hundred pounds, without weights, and it is the lightest of them.”“Having built up using resistance workouts, I don’t have any idea how much I can lift. I guess this means I can curl at least seven hundred pounds, plus weight..