"I AM TOTALLY BUCK NAKED FOR YOU. I'M EXPOSED FOR YOU, AND I'M UNDER YOUR CONTROL." I couldn't believe it as the words escaped my lips.
I could feel Esther's glare on me. Out of the corner of my eye, I could tell she was stunned, but only slightly I think. Monica on the other hand smiled. It was pretty clear she relished this role, and whether the guy was a hunk, or more towards average like me, it didn't matter. She liked having him naked and under control.
"Ok, Robert. I think you're catching on. Come a little closer. Good. OK, tell me again, who's in control?" Monica asked.
"You are ...both of you," I replied. "I'm naked for you. I can feel the air on my back, on my naked butt, on my legs and on my manhood."
Monica shot me down: "More like BOY-hood." After a second's pause she consoled me with the words, "Actually, it's not fair to say that. You have big balls, even they are tightest I've ever seen. You must be cold?"
"Well, I'm a little nervous."
Monica kept at it. "And why would you be nervous, Robert?"
At this point, it became totally obvious, she not only enjoyed my predicament, she also enjoyed me describing it, and using the word N word as much as possible.
"Well. I'm totally and completely naked in front of my two attractive neighbors...two pretty 18 and 19 year old...young and attractive neighbors...and they are inspecting everything I have. You two are going to look...already have seen, things which are I keep only for me and a few others. You can get to see how my body measures up. And from now on, when I see you around the building, I will know that you have seen my most private parts."
Putting an end to this, Esther went, "OK, well, let's get started on the measurements."
Esther interrupted, "There's a problem. The checklist says flaccid. He's scared. He just told us he's nervous and his ...manhood, ahem, is totally shrinked."
I couldn't believe it. This girl can look at me while I'm naked, but can't seem to get her grammar straight?