Hahaha! Very good!

I don’t think I ever worried about it, but then, I wasn’t very happy to have one!

I did, once, have a client, when I was a “working girl”, who began by unfolding his penis, after pulling it out of tight underpants. It rose all the way up to about an inch below his collar bone, when it became erect.

I looked at him, and it, then him, then it, then him again, with a wide-eyed, slack-jawed look that I am quite certain he was accustomed to seeing. It was a look that said, “I don’t know what you think you’re going to do with that thing, but don’t even point it in my direction!”

He was a young man. He looked only slightly dissapointed, resigned, really,then said, “You wanna see me cum”?

I think that I may have nodded, slightly.

He grasped it, about a foot (?), below the top, and began stroking, moving up and down about six inches. I heard the rasp of callus against callus.

Apparently, my expression changed, I’m assuming…. He stopped.

It 'deflated’, quickly, I think, (I’m not sure of the speed that time was passing).

He folded it up, and deposited it in his underpants, put on his slacks and walked out.

I say a prayer for him every time he crosses my mind.

Poor kid 😢