There were bunnies of various types on shelves all along one wall, on the floor in front of it and in one of the chairs. Boxed sets of DVDs were piled... up, like bricks, adjoining the television. The carpet, where she could see it, was a slightly ratty looking Victorian pattern, the walls themselves could do with new wall paper and the coffee table was piled high with books of various kinds. There were posters on the wall, including ones of Xena and Willow, but also including a huge 30x20 photo. Now, standing before you with only my undershorts, you could draw my briefs down my legs and watch as my erection would spring out of the briefs and stand up proudly erect for you. Yes, my foreskin would already be drawn back revealing the purple gland on top. Undoubtedly there would be a drop or two of my pre-cum fluids rolling out of the hole on top of the gland…the better to slide into tight places. Would you want to fondle that erection, just look at it quivering before you, or would you. ‘Your wife has ordered champagne sir, may I bring it in?’ enquired Helen. ‘Yes please.’ Responded James moving aside to allow his wonderfully dressed wife to enter the room. Helen entered the room and placed the tray down. ‘Please can you grab my coat sir while I pour us both some wine,’ she said as she opened the champagne bottle. James looked outside the room to seeing his wife’s coat on the floor picked and up and returned to the room shutting the door behind him. Helen had now poured 2. ”“Me too...”That’s not the only thing that’s going on in my life. I can fly. I have an ultralight airplane, and Cindy Richards gave me primary instruction and now I can fly. It would be a MUCH bigger deal if everybody else around her didn’t fly, too. My fellow munchkins – that’s Terri, Rachel and Vicki – were flying before I got here.The other kids in the home-school group talk about riding dirt bikes and four-wheelers. We fly. I love it. Tara gets nervous when we’re ALL in the air together..