He pulled them down, and Annabelle's superior demeanour cracked at the sight of it.It was big. It was thick and long and rock hard, and it was going t...o go inside her. She couldn't measure it by eye, but at a guess, it was half again the size of her last lover. What did that make it, she thought wildly? Eight and a half inches, nine, more? She had no idea, but whatever the number, it looked gigantic as it rose proudly from a well-trimmed bed of pubic hair and stood to attention before Mark's. " And you already know the answer," I said."Yeah but the others don't," he said grinning."Thirteen," I said, which made Izzy gasp.I spun the bottle and it stopped at me again. "Steve gets to ask another," said Connie.Grinning, Steve said, "Who to?"I shrugged and said, "Mr Palmer. He was a librarian who lived two doors down and I cleaned for him and his disabled wife every Saturday morning. One day I was cleaning the bathroom and I saw him in the mirror watching me and rubbing the front of his. There's too much for Jackie's house. The winter clothes we can store with furniture later."I said, "That makes sense." I left the room and took the stack of clothing to Jeanette's car. May and Mark were at his car having loaded it. They were walking back holding hands. I smiled at them. I carefully placed Jeanette's things in her car.I went back in and looked through the living room. While it had been cleaned up, the rug would need replacing. Looking further, there were stains on the front. Her dad was a salesman who drank too much and couldn’t keep it zipped, and Sue’s mum got to a point where she’d heard one too many unfulfilled promises that he’d mend his ways. There was also a fair bit of pain and domestic violence before Sue’s mum took the kids and quit the family home. Understandably, this left some deep mental scars for Sue, despite the best efforts of her mum and elder siblings to protect her from the worst of it.My own childhood hardships were mild by comparison, although.