Men depend on her to keep them from exploding."The taxi driver laughed and looked at her, still rubbing her tits in his hands. "Why are you laughing,"... said Sindy. "It is serious. No man would be safe to fly if we didn't suck the liquid from their testicles. They would blow up. That is why they call it a blowjob." Oh," said the taxi driver. "You're serious. Sorry!"He dove back on her breasts and sucked them urgently. Sindy wasn't sure she liked this man now. How could he laugh at such important. I went straight home to tidy up the house a little bit and make sure that it was presentable for a boyfriend to see. Just thinking that he was or could be my boyfriend made me smile from ear to ear. He was just so amazing that I couldn’t believe it. I made some cookies and made sure I had a fridge full of beer. What better way to relax than kick back with a cold beer and fattening foods? He showed up a little early, but with no questions asked I opened the door to welcome him in. He looked. ”“Wait ... what if ... what if they don’t like me?”“Doesn’t matter. The ceremony is only for the public anyway ... and your folks, I suppose. We’ve already bonded.” At my puzzled look he went on, “I’ve something in my pocket, I’ll think about it, you tell me what it is.”It was perhaps the strangest thing I’d experienced to this point, like someone adjusting an old-style broadcast TV antenna. There was a flickering image, suddenly clear. “A folding pocket-knife,”I said, not nearly so certainly. Umm... Don't know," Phil admitted. "But at the party the idea of youwith him did make me thank the gods that the body shaping girdle thing yougot me to wear was so tight, if it hadn't my cock would have stood upunder that short skirt." It would?" I gasped amazed.Phil's blush-blanched as he nodded and said in a shamefaced tone, "Yeah,and if you had wanted us to do that then, I was that turned on I'dprobably have said yes." He blushed red again before adding almostbabbling. "Look Maddy I love you.