"Sam followed him into the warmth of the parlour, closing the hall door behind her. She stood by him - her hand on his arm - then hugged him to her, ...tears misting her eyes. Sven held her tightly, feeling her warmth as she rested her head on his shoulder and kissed him gently on the neck.Sven massaged her back gently savouring the welcome to each other."I've missed you, you haven't been back since the funeral." Oh Sam - don't think it hasn't preyed on my mind," Sven turned awkwardly away from. The only problem now was that I had no more students, so I closed up the barber shop building and went back to being a bum between shows. Man, I was bored, so Sally suggested that I advertise in the Amarillo Gazette for students. Jake had signed us up for another six months' worth of shows at $150 per show, so we would stay in town for a while.This time, the saloon owner didn't consult with Jake, but went ahead and enlarged his saloon. He did take up over half of the vacant lot, so I was going. I took him back to my loft and told him to strip. He'd lied in his response by saying that his cock was just a little over 6 inches. I made him stand in the center of the room, completely naked, and I sensually stroked his cock for less than a minute until he was whimpering and biting his lip, trying to keep from cumming. I took out my ruler and placed it at the base of his cock and told him to tell me EXACTLY how much his worthless, pathetic cock actually measured. He mumbled something. For the time being his ambiguity was enough. “Maybe ... it’s a start.” She took the flowers and hugged him. “Okay so wait, I have so many questions, okay, first, how was your son, you didn’t tell me his name.”“Of course, my son is asleep and, oh do come with me, the guests are starting to arrive.” He pulled her into the elevator, “You know, I believe I can say with certainty, that I’ll be inspiring envy by walking into the soiree with you on my arm.”“Ah, so I’ll be your hood ornament.” She took.