She pulled out the biggest dildo she had ever seen in her life!"Oh my God! You've got to be kidding me!" she said. "This was supposedly modeled after ...a real person? This Bam guy must be some kind of mutant!"She held the huge tool in her hands; it took both hands to hold it since she couldn't wrap one hand around its nearly eight-inch girth! As she held the tool in her hands, a naughty thought began to form in her alcohol-muddled mind.She set it down on the suction cup base and looked at it. She. ’Wow, I thought I had to be dreaming. I will wake up in a minute back in my shared flat with the smell of curry from the Indian restaurant next door.Charlie didn't say anything, just let the silence hang there. ‘Oh,’ I said, as if this happened to me everyday.I sipped the wine again and realised it was going straight to my head. I hadn’t eaten anything since a sandwich at lunch. My stomach rumbled and Charlie laughed.‘Will you stay for something to eat?’I didn't quite suppress a giggle and. Boiled Finnin-Haddie, say. Steamed muscles.“Come in, Birdie.”The sun was streaming in at a slant, catching all that red hair, sort of making it glow. Easy on the eyes, Ms. Sloane.“Say, did I ever happen to mention a certain Top Speller Prize?”“Yes, my first day here.”“The thing is, see, Tim Brown spelled Arkansas...”“Anything else, Birdie?”“Well, one minor thing. The Mumster thought you might have some ideas on it.”I explained the McGovern condom, omitting, courtesy, the video segment of the. Henry was, as usual, delighted to see a visitor at his humble apartment. He pumped Tribune Whitefeather's arm enthusiastically. "Bill, it's been too long! What are you here for this time?" Do I always need a reason?" protested the tall Tribune, looking down on his old mentor fondly."These days, you do. I know, I know," the grey-haired old man assured him as he led his guest into the comfortably overstuffed living room, "you have a real job on your hands what with the Sa'arm and all, which means.