I do drink a lot, but I am not an alcoholic and I never have been. I am not a "drunk" drunk, that is I don't start drinking the first thing in the mor...ing and sneak drinks all day and then sit in a bar and get sloshed at night. Well, maybe the last part, but it wasn't because I couldn't leave alcohol alone, it was because I had to be sociable. It was part of my job.Most of my customers flew in from out of town and they would always expect me to meet them at the airport, take them to the hotel. Among the bags were several stacks of Sophia’s booklets. “So, what are we doing with these?”“Spreading the good word,” said Cyrilo. They reached the market and disembarked from the wagon. While Sophia carried Cyrilo, Alexis pulled a small cart filled with booklets like a rolling suitcase. On this beautiful day, the market was a bustling hive of activity, with goods from various territories and other countries flooding the streets. Food, clothing, weapons, monster pieces, spices, jewelry, magic. She felt herself beginning to gag just as the dildo was removed.“Okay, girls. Switch positions and follow the same routine.”June’s voice awakened both girls back to the reality of the situation they were in, and they quickly changed roles and followed the same procedures. Both girls were beginning to get sexually frustrated due to the short time, only seconds, that each was stimulated. Their frustration became evident to June.“Okay, girls, “ June began, “let’s skip the hot dogs for now and move. Then, I like to press our bodies together, feeling their soft, warm flesh, letting my hands slide over their wet, smooth skin.By this time, I can often feel the other man harden, and will position myself behind him, placing my erection between his legs, so he feels it pushing against his balls. Next, I wrap one arm around his belly, and reach with the other for his dick, and start stroking it for him.I guess I am a bit of an exhibitionist, but when it comes time to turn a hand to my own.