I was wondering if you would like to come for lunch”. He racked his mind, trying to separate Maud from the number of women he had met over the last ...week, he couldn’t but that didn’t mean he couldn’t be diplomatic and engage her as though he remembered her. “Thank you Maud, I would be delighted”. There was a slight gasp on the other end for his acceptance was something that the woman hoped for but realised that there was always the possibility of a refusal. She knew that she wasn’t, or didn’t. Tom was a tall, powerfully built man. Even with my high heels, he was a couple of inches taller than me. The gray highlights around his temples made him look distinguished. I found comfort in his maturity. His success today, his judgment and knowledge all served to make me want to open up and accept him. I cannot deny it, he reminded me of my own father, but at this particular moment, that association only served to endear him to me; it made me trust him more. I felt that I could give myself to. He pushed it down, down toward the floor. It hurt, but he knew that if hekept it up it would eventually subside. He knew some boys would stroke ituntil it ejaculated. He heard them in school talking about it in thelocker room. He didn't want to do that. It was messy, and a furtherreminder that he was a boy and not a girl.He kept pressing, trying to hold it down. Eventually, he felt thepressure easing. Down it went, slowly, until it was pointing mostly down.It was still chubby, but not fully. ‘Seriously, I forgot my necklace,’ I said aloud as I pictured the scene. I made an annoyed face and mock scoffed. ‘You know how important it is to me.’ Monica saw me pulling up and got into the car. We drove over, talking on the way about her latest catch, Bryan, and pulled into the parking lot. ‘Okay,’ I ran through it again. ‘Just get the necklace for me and we’ll be on our way. Simple enough.’ ‘Right,’ Monica said, nodding. ‘Be right back.’ I watched as Monica slammed to door and jogged up.