"Isn't fair? Go ahead, _Elmer_."She took a special delight in using Emma's original name. "Tell me_anything_ I've said that isn't true." I..." Emma...looked down, unable to meet the persecutor's face. She keptremembering what Trisha had said the night before.The woman she looked like had been foolish about men, and so she was,too, Trisha had explained. Trisha was pregnant Pregnant! The potionhad done that to her. It changed her from the strong, confident fatherthat Emma remembered, into. Miserable bastards.”“She go down with you much?” I asked.“Irene?” He laughed. “Not once in the last three years.” He gave me a querulous look. “Not that I mind, you know?”I knew. “Still after the girls?”He laughed.I passed a lumbering eighteen-wheeler going up a hill. “That girl at your office ... Molly? You ever make a go with her?”His grin turned sheepish. “That was a long time ago, Kemosabe. She ended up quitting, anyway, and it wasn’t over me. Her husband found out about her and the boss.”. “Pardon?” I replied. He grinned even broader if that was possible. “Boss, I think you had every male that had access to someone, was fucking their hearts out last night. The rest of us just wanked off a lot.”I blushed furiously, “I wasn’t that loud, was I?” He laughed, “Oh, he was just as bad. I think you had him coming at least five times, unless I actually slept through one or two, out of exhaustion.”I decided to take it on the chin and shrugged. I had no complaints. My cunnie was deliciously. I can be on one side of the room and never bother mom. We can really have our own quiet time while still being in the same room.”“I read a lot of technical magazines and stuff having to do with my job. It has been a long time since I just pulled out a book and read it. But then it has been a long time since I did a lot of things I have done since meeting you two.”“Like sex?” Dara asked.“Yeah, like sex, but more than that, like having a close personal relationship.” I said.“Like eating pussy?”.