So, someone is making you weaker ... That’s right big boy, I’m draining your energy and sapping you of your strength” (evil laugh) “That’s r...ght. I’m doing this to you” (evil laugh)I quickly slip a pink balloon from out of my top and Susan hands me an air gun. I slide the balloon into the air gun and squeeze the trigger (evil laugh) (hissssssss) “The balloon slowly fills ... taking it’s shape and then moving to melon size* (evil laugh) (hisssss) “I am draining you...” (evil laugh)You get a. Bobby's cock was hanging below the bottom of the leg of his boxers. "Impressive, isn't he?" said Stan. "Oh my," was all Michelle could mutter as she almost reverently pulled Bobby's boxers down to reveal his personal fire hose. The other four firemen just stood and stroked their cocks as Michelle hefted Bobby's monster cock with both hands. She brought the head to her lips and wondered how much of it would fit inside her mouth. As it turns out, she managed to get only about a third of it into. There was nothing sexual about this. I was cold and she was warm. She felt great. I was very grateful as my body tried to suck all the heat from her."Damn," she said, "This must be what it is like to lie with a corpse." I f ... f ... feel like one," I managed to get out.We lay together like that for almost an hour. During the time my shivering subsided a little bit, but I was still cold."Can we switch sides now," I asked her?"Okay," she said turning and rolling over.This time it was me holding. It’s a perfect schedule for getting a lot done at the drilling site without distractions or much corporate over-management and then being able to enjoy a prolonged rest and recuperation period at home, allowing me time to do other things ... including a great deal of quality time spent with my green lady, La Fée Verte.More than my job or any past relationship, my la heure vertes, my so-called ‘green hours’ spent with the fairy have increasingly become my primary pleasure and enjoyment of life..