Cash (small penis)

I remember arriving at the registration center and seeing my high school crush, Amy Handel. She saw me and a big smile spread across her face. She had always been sweet and acknowledged me even though I wasn’t popular. “Cash! She said. “It’s been so long!” We chatted as I waited in line, she caught me up on her life, filling me in on her recent divorce from her husband and how she’d become a successful realtor. Hearing she was single, I couldn’t help but fantasize about going out with her. She was still the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen.

As we chatted, a cute brunette approached an saw us chatting. “Hey Amy,” she said, “I could use a break, you want to fill in for me on the measurements? We’re ready for the next one.” The brunette was eyeing me with a smirk as she spoke to Amy.

“Oh, that would be great! Me and Cash can keep catching up! I’ll be doing your measurements, I hope you don’t mind.” She said.

“No, not at all.” I said quickly, trying to play it cool.

She got up and began to get her things together. As she stepped away I followed but the brunette approached and said softly to me. “I can tell you like her...good luck...I feel like you’ll need it.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

Her eyes darted towards my crotch and she smirked. “Nothing. Good luck.” She walked off. Amy called out, “Cash, c’mon, follow me.”

I followed her into the building and she led me to a private room where she began to read off some questions from her clipboard, marking down my answers. They were all boilerplate, I hardly listened.

“Ok, great, everything looks good.” She grabbed a piece of string from the table. “Now for the fun part. Go ahead and get naked for me.” She grinned at me.

“Fully naked? Don’t you mean just my pants?” I asked.

“Where’s the fun in that?” She said, smiling.