Chapter Three
And then there was Dev. I first heard about him from one of my major secret agents in my quest to find the perfect next partner. Gillian was her name, and she was the ripped personal trainer for the executive gym that I used near my workplace. Gill was drop dead gorgeous herself, with a body in which every muscle was toned to perfection, and she was a merciless taskmaster in my own early morning workouts that kept me almost as fit as she was. But her job also gave her a unique outlook on who was both handsome and working hard to stay so, and even some good guesses about who was well endowed in the genital department. She and I had many enjoyable discussions about men during her daily tortures of my body. Both of us seemed to agree that when it came to d***s, size sure as hel
