It was embarrassing having a stranger read my darkest desires, and I stuttered as I answered, “Uh, Gerald, uh, well, I don’t know how you could po...sibly know that about me, and it’s embarrassing. But now that you know, what do you mean that a potion could help?”Gerald reached into his desk and pulled out what appeared to be a half ounce, or about a fifteen milliliter, vial of an opaque, white liquid, that looked a little like cum. He placed it on the desk, and said, “After giving you the proper. When Gene had brought it up just before takeoff, the man simply replied, “Yes to both,” and went back to checking on supplies being loaded in the chopper.Bridgewater sat in the cockpit beside the pilot whose name Gene hadn’t been offered. They were on their way to Corsica, darkness still heavy in the deeply-cloudy night. Marisa, Bendal, and two other agents had arrived on the island a short time earlier with word that they believed Tamara had headed South after being chased out of Bastia. They. When he came back into the room he stood astonished.Was he dreaming? This was the time of day whenchambermaids turned down beds, but as he well knew,chambermaids were always elderly women who woreoveralls. But here was a young Asian woman who lookedto be in her late teens, her jet black hair fallingover her bare shoulders, black rubber tights and, agleaming skimpy black rubber dress with a little whiteapron. She was discomforted by his return, apologizing andblushed and stammered that she had. ‘It’s bigger than I had imagined!’ Slowly Mica reached up with her delicate fingers and grabbed the elastic waist band of William’s shorts and pulled them off of his hips. As soon as the waist band passed below Williams cock, it sprung out almost hitting her in the face. Mica inhaled deeply, taking in the musky smell from William’s groin, then leaned forward, while opening her mouth, and began to let his cock slip past her full lips.Never before that night, had Mica had a cock that was bigger.