So you can see how disappointing it was to get my husband’s puny 7 inches and his tiny squirts of semen. Even so, things would have carried on in mu...h the same way had he not fucked up.Early last year I was calling on a newish client with a string of casinos nationwide. Benson the owner was a very charismatic Jamaican man with a real physical presence, six feet eight tall, built like a rugby player, with his head shaved. His dark brown skin shined like he polished it. He wore expensive suits. Prue broke the kiss and looked at his crotch. He was probably as big as Albert who had been a lot bigger than Richard had been.She flicked her eyes to the door and back at Reggie. He got up and checked the door was locked. He came back and went to sit in front of her again, but she stopped him. “Show me what you’ve got?” she said sitting back.Reggie didn’t hesitate. He flipped the top button open and dropped the zip. He loved zips, one of the best inventions ever as far as he was concerned. He. “Okay, here’s the real deal. The secret to climbing is all mental. Sure, the body weight to power ratio plays an important part, but none of you have a body weight problem. It’s going to be all in your heads. Now, tonight I brought a different bike, anybody notice?”I had brought my team climbing bike, and it was jet black carbon fiber, and it just screamed sexy! They gathered around it and I had them all lift it up. It was a Trek Madone 5.2, state of the art, about three years ago. Hell, I had. .. the thing at the window... all of it was planned. I owe you an apology for it. It really wasn't fair to play with your emotions that way and I won't blame you if you get up and leave me here and never speak to me again. But please hear me out.I was trying to breathe, but couldn't. The waiter came and placed the salads in front of us, but I never saw him. I could only stare at Maggie and wonder... but wonder what? My mind was racing, but going nowhere. The one sensible thought I had, I clung.