His gaze followed my eyes; looking at the stain I had deposited on his trousers. His fingers touched it before raising it to his lips. The fingernail ...f my other hand scraped across the pronounced erection that had grown in his pants as I slipped away towards my intended goal.My heart was beating faster than a hummingbirds wings. The encounter was everything I had imagined. Thrilling, exciting and erotic. It left me feeling needy and horny. Who the fuck was he? Did I care? Did I fuck?As soon as. "Well there is a dance in town tonight at the VFW hall," Marilyn suggested. "I'm told they are a lot of fun." A VFW dance?" Alex repeated. "Thanks, but I think I'll pass." Are you sure?" Marilyn said. "Gloria told me that young man in her store, what was his name again, Billy Jack or..." Billy John." Alex corrected."So you have noticed him." Marilyn smiled.Billy John Fisher was the young man who had been delivering the supplies to the Crawford house. He wasn't that much brighter than his. Now as to whether or not my spray potion contributed to his increasing wealth is anyone’s guess. Since he is running the finest whorehouse in the world, my guess would be, YES.One might wonder what this mysterious spray is. Well, in short, if you like pussy then one whiff of my aerosol from a female would get you all the cunt you could handle. Mr. H’s whorehouse thrived on MY amazing concoction.If one whorehouse thrived then why couldn’t others? What if I left and took my potions with me. . This time she didn’t object. I loosen her bra and give a small kiss on her nipple. Ummmmmmmmmmm what a feeling that was. Then I roll my lips on her nipple & started suck slowly. Ummmmmm. She is so hot; with other hand I press other tits. She says please stop. Her BF will come anytime. I didn’t hear her. Then suddenly her mobile rang. It was her BF. He told her that he is in downstairs. So I have to stop. She buttoned her shirt & said to me you are a very naughty guy.Then we had drinks, kabab,.