When you kiss, you unconciensously push your pheromones. Those natural chemicals make a woman weak kneed around you. They want you to take them. They ...an't help themselves either. So when you kiss and push your pheromones, the woman can't help herself. She has to have you. That's what happened at Wal-Mart. It would have happened at the restaurant too, if we'd had the time. It's a good thing we didn't either. Because too many doses of your semen will bind the woman to you, forever. My. I helped her -- not that she needed it, she was used to hopping on one leg -- to her room and got her tucked in.I went into the master bath off our bedroom and took a shower. I finally was free to relieve the pressure Tally and her stories had built up. I started stroking. It didn't take long for me to reach my climax. I popped when a picture of my Barb with her face buried between Tally's thigh and stump took shape in my head.The next morning I was making coffee when Tally came out to the. . I knew first hand what that crazy guy could do, and even though the cute girl had looked harmless, if Joshua was that wary if her, I had no doubt that I should be too. But to my relief, it was Mr. Birch who entered the store. He paused for a moment to look around with a careful eye, obviously trying to see if I'd done anything noticeable to screw up the store. Then he nodded faintly before coming over to me. "I've been trying to call you for the last two days," I blurted out, wondering how. Did you get me a red head?" I said, walking up to him with the girls.Jennie glared at him, as did the cute blond."You dick, you didn't tell me you would be chasing Jennie Wesleyan tonight," the blonde said. "When you give up your crush, give me a call. Otherwise, I'm going to find a real man."She gave me a look that started at my feet and stopped at my crotch as she licked her lips."Now here is a real man." She smiled at me. "Who is this stud?"Carol stepped forward."This stud is mine tonight..