Cool Blogs: FRANK WANK ran up, gave me a peck on the cheek and stuffed a huge wad of bills in my pants pocket. When I objected, she hushed my complaints and insisted I join her for a swim. She said there were new trunks in the swim house and I should help myself.
When I saw the pool grounds and cabana I was awestruck. The size of the pool rivaled that of many communities. The trunks in the pool house were Speedos. Now I'm no John Holmes, but good and hard I go 7 or 8 inches. The thing that worried me was my cock head. You see the good doctor who had clipped me left me with quite a ridge to the old "helmet". I was sure this would be noticeable through the thin trunks.
