Dad thought ahead and picked up a Sunday paper the day he gave Sparky to Mom. They spread paper out in the area of the room that they used for a kitch...en and tried to point out to him how he should use the paper when he had the urge.For what it's worth, I've heard from both Mom and Dad that the newspaper never got soiled. Sparky would let whoever was home know when it was time and he would run down the stairs ahead of them, wait at the bottom for the door to be opened and go out in the alley on. . but I have to admit ... my adventures would make one hellofa movie. There are times I don’t believe a word.I admit I feel sorry for Banker Shingle every time Lawyer Shingle opens that damn briefcase. It’s quite the tale and I’d better get to writing while I’m home. Sultry insists on going next time. And those damn interfering Powers that Be have said the same.The lights were on, I had read the day away. I could feel the generator running down in the mechanical spaces. There was the hiss and. It was a nice feeling, though, and in its own way it made her feel less nervous while she compulsively reviewed her state capitals and multiplication tables one more time, the hint of wetness down there was a soothing reminder that life is not all in the brain. Prachee’s heart jumped, because she hadn’t seen him approaching her. The suave, handsome man extending his hand had evidently entered the lobby while she had been looking in the other direction.I’m Piyusa he said, as she rose to shake. ”I took hold of his fat cock again and started to rub it. “I don’t mind if there are others watching.”As we passed the main junction he looked over at me. “Hold it tighter, squeeze my cock and play with it roughly.”He was about seven inches long and very thick. I began to yank my hand up and down on it. He moaned appreciatively. I took his free hand and put it on my stiff cock under my dress. It felt wonderful as he began to wank me while I had his huge cock in my hand.A minute later we turned.