"Is there a certain type of dance you needed to learn?" I'm not too worried about the fast dances." He answered. "I don't know how to slow dance. Alwa...ys worry about stepping on someone's feet." She laughed. "We'll just have to make sure that doesn't happen." She put a CD into the player. The first song was 'You belong to me.' Dani smiled. "Shall we?"They stepped into the center of the room. The music flowed through the room. He stood in front of her and she took his arm and put it around her. That is the curse. Do you wish to submit to the treatment?”Bruce thought for a moment-- Hmm. I’d have a huge cock that girls would die over.--where’s the curse in that? “Yes,” he replied, “I wish to submit to the treatment.”“Very well, we will start tomorrow morning. Get a good night’s rest. You will need it in the morning. You may go now.”The following morning Bruce started the arduous treatment. It was extremely difficult, but three days later a huge change had occurred. His dinky. Mike pulled at his drink. ‘Ramón, old buddy, I got to have me some of that!’ ‘You want me to invite her over?’ Ramón winked at me. ‘Oh, hell yeah! Her and someone for yourself and Pete here.’ Mike replied. Ramón set of and walked over in Maria direction. I used the time to set Mike straight. ‘Look, Mike. We are guests in this fucking country. We don’t need any trouble, understand?’ Mike looked at me annoyed. ‘I’m just asking the bitch to have a drink with us. Don’t get so jacked out of shape!’. I stepped back and began to reach down to pull up my undershorts and jeans, but Dean handed me a box of tissues to clean up with through the hole in the tarp. I took it, thanking him as I did."Yes, sir," I heard Dean saying as I wiped my cock, "I definitely wanna get my mouth on that cock again! Mmm. Ya got nice cum, too. I like that. Tasty stuff. Ambrosia, as some would say; and I'd agree with that." Thanks," was all I could think to say to that."So, now that I know what ya got to offer," Dean.