She said, ‘Oh, I killed the little soldier.’ She rearranged the pillows for better sleeping advantage and tossed the blanket over me. Then she fid...dled with an alarm clock that was under one of the end tables, and crawled in beside me. I held her as we laid there and enjoyed the fire. My hands had a mind of their own and soon I was fiddling with her breasts. She whacked me gently and told me to be still, ‘We have a lot to do tomorrow. I have to get groceries.’ I didn’t see how that was a big. "Here you go."Right in front of her, facing her so that his penis poked out right toward her face, Derry lowered his underpants. His penis was erect, but small, as was his testicular sack. While his pubic hair was dark and curly like the hair on his head, it grew only in a narrow vee over his genitals and barely at all on his testicals. He had no pubes growing near the juncture with his legs.Mrs. Marshall looked intently at his genitals. She loved them. They spoke of true innocence, being so. "Hello?" she answered."Hi, Jenny," I said. "It's Bill. So what are our chances of getting together tonight?" Excellent," she laughed. "Come on over in about half an hour."I arrived when instructed, and found that the three women had pretty much assembled an entire household."So," Marcia said, her eyes twinkling, "I understand there's a new Italian restaurant." Oh, God, mother," Heather said, "as if we didn't hear about this ad nauseam from Jenny all day."Marcia looked over at me."By the way,. "You sure are, babe," Felicia kissed Carl. "But rules say that theperson who spiked it has to go grab the ball when it rolls into thewater."Carl rushed over to the ball, which had rolled into the tide, ebbing upthe beach. Carl smiled as he held the ball, and was so distracted bythe ecstasy of winning, that he didn't hear the screams of warning fromFelicia, Darren or Eric, and fell, face-first into the water when ariptide rolled in and knocked him over.He sat up, coughing and trying to catch his.