Oh Yes
Richey is huge, yet confident and self-possessed sitting in my kitchen.
His powerful frame dwarfs the tiny chair, yet he’s completely relaxed with one hand loosely curled around his drinking glass.
Well, there’s a part of him that’s not relaxed. From the corner of my eye, I see the snake in his shorts begin to grow. It’s an incredible sight because as I watch, the bulge increases in size down his pants leg until it almost reaches down to his knee. Again.
This time, I have to address the issue.
“Before I say yes, I have a question,” I say breathily.