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“What?” she looked at him oddly. “What do ya’ll do… stand around in the bathroom gauging your junk size?” It sounded stupid enough, so s...e laughed, hoping it would break the tension somewhat. “Nah,” he answered with a smirk. “We all pee in the urinals though, so you kinda see each other sometimes.” “Yeah, I’ll bet,” she snickered. “You probably whip that thing out every chance you get just to brag, don’t you?” “Brag?” She realized instantly she’d went over his head with their discussion. . We really need to talk. Roger, go stretch your legs.’ There was no doubt about my authority. He got up quickly and mumbled, ‘I’m going to take a walk. I’ll be back later.’ He scurried out of the room like he was afraid of police brutality. I closed the door behind him. ‘How did you get him to let you in?’ ‘Except for you, there are two kinds of guys. One type stares at me and, even though they know I can see them, they just can’t help themselves, they have to look. ‘The second kind can’t look. More

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