“I don’t know, Cassidy. Did something happen with you and your dad?”Silence.Silence.Finally, Santana silently vowed to never, ever play poker. S...he couldn’t take it, and blurted out, “FINE! Yes, last night, it finally happened! Last night we talked and laid everything out and said what we were really feeling and we kissed and he said we should wait and I said I was tired of waiting and kissed him again and then he picked me up and carried me to his bed and omigod it was so good and I’m never. This had the effect of making her skirt drift up her thighs, creating an even starker contrast between her white flesh and her dark socks. “Hope you don’t mind me making myself at home?” “Oh, no, that’s okay.” I sat down and placed the two mugs on the table, taking care not to spill any on her folder. I glanced her way briefly and it was like the effect of a light bulb on the retina. The shadowy depths of her thighs and the skimpy triangle of white was burned into my mind. I looked again, like. Popeye, then the good doctor requests, hey, lets play, HIDE THE SALAMI, I said to myself, I heard of this game but I don’t remember playing it, so Doc tells me, its a game that will test your ability to show your asshole strength, we will cover your eyes and you will be naked and bend over on this bed then we will hide this rubber stick called salami in you deep to see how long you can hold it in you, the more you can hold it the more blow pops you get, I said to Doc, but I don’t. ” She’s repressing a giggle. Then she shows me a bottle on a different shelf. “This helps with testosterone production it may be just what you need.”“Probably can’t hurt, right?” I quickly scan the bottle. “What about a vitamin supplement to help my energy levels?”She points to a nearby shelf with men’s sports support, combination of vitamins and minerals for active men. “This may help with the recovery as well as some stamina.”Taking the two bottles to the register, I paid for both plus.