I am six feet height and have a bulgy body with a 7 inch cock which can make any women go mad. I am from Chennai. I am fat but girls do like me becaus...e of my attitude and my dressing sense. So this is the first time I am writing a story so if there is any mistakes please pardon me. Let’s come to the story now.It was a summer time and I have a habit of flashing my dick to strangers; girls or aunt where I find privacy and think they would like it. So I use to flash my dick in my building to my. I felt my throat drying up and could not answer uncle properly and he moved on to water plants further away and I looked at her one last time, to see her slightly parted lips and her pink tongue wetting her lips.Her gaze was deliberately fixed at my crouch which had a profound bulge, clearly visible distending out of my elastic track suit. Something told me that she was not new to this game and I realized that two can play at this game and suddenly my dreary existence at home had turned the. Tom, at the wheel, overheard. "It's a very different world," he said. "Take the wheel a moment?" Who, me?" she squeaked."Yes, of course. Don't worry, it's not so different to driving a car ... well, maybe a lorry. Just keep heading for that red buoy. We need to pass it to port ... on the left."She tentatively took hold of the spokes of the wheel and Tom headed for the hatch to the Master's cabin. "Don't leave me here!" Dulcie squeaked again."I'll only be a moment," Tom said over his shoulder as. ”“So you’re not with the Braves anymore?”“Afraid not. And when this club finishes its road trip, here in Louisville and after that, in Toledo, I’ll be heading to Norfolk instead of Lawrenceville.”“So when will you be home? ... Here?”“We play in Gwinnett in late August, Tad. I’ll be able to see you then.”“So you can’t live here anymore?”“Afraid not, Buddy. I sure will miss seeing you every day.”“Does Mom know?”“I called to tell her, but I called too late. She’s already gone to work.”“I was.