And when I go to jerk off Ican now get my whole hand around it. Plus, I don't have to worry aboutstuffing a sock into my underwear to fill it out.Mayb... masturbating really did cause it to get bigger. I'll have to workon that more often. HA!Erin and I were in the food court at the mall a couple of days ago whenshe looked over at me and said, "You know Danny, there's something aboutyou these days that's different. I'm not sure what it is but you're,like, well, more confident or something." Yeah?. But that was fantasy. This was cold hard reality. With a man who was with Sue in New York when I was half a world away. A man who was no flash in the pan. Already in our lives for nearly three years now.The other thing Sue forced herself to say out loud was how the last week and a half had made her realize how her attitude to sex had changed. Before, we’d opened the Pandora’s box for just a couple of short snatches. The cracks had maybe appeared a little, but fundamentally Sue said she still. I had never given Lee a blowjob before, and he had never asked me. For us, foreplay was just the use of our hands, and kissing never went below my waistline. I guess there were about twenty women including me, and I listened to the different women share stories about what worked and what didn’t work for them and why. I began to think that maybe this was what Lee and I needed to bring back the spice to our love life, but I still wasn’t sure. A couple of times I was asked to share, but Sue would. Closer she would come; bending over to look at a shell, maybe wading in the water as one of the waves gave up its life to tickle the toes of a pretty woman. At that point I would realize she was quite pretty and ... and my heart would flutter as she tossed her hair and started walking over to me. But always it was what it was, a fantasy leaving a sour taste. Each time this happened I would go inside and try to find something to distract me.In the end I realized there was no chance of a fairy.