This is the way that the program of alcoholic anonymous was given to me. –not the only way but the way that was given to me.We, of Alcoholics Anony...ous, know thousands of men and women who were once just as hopeless as Bill. Nearly all have recovered. They have solved the drink problem.The feeling of having shared in a common peril is one element in the powerful cement which binds us. But that in itself would never have held us together as we are now joined. The tremendous fact for every. He moans loudly in appreciation, but soon takes my head between his hands and caresses my cheeks to stop me. I sit up and he joins me, we are both on our knees. He kisses me, his hands on my arse, mine on his. He runs his hands up over my hips, waist and across my belly. He takes my breasts into each of his palms and massages them, pinching my nipples softly. He moves his head down and takes one breast into his mouth, sucking hard, and then repeats on the other. He takes my shoulders and helps. Ev'rythin' else OK there?" Yes, sir," Timmy dutifully replied. "Still in one piece. Your officeshould be just the way you left it when you come back." Judgin' by th' sound o' your voice, I'd say you've made a fewchanges, though," Larry noted. "But...we can talk 'bout that next timeI see ya. One of th' reasons I called, too. It's to let y' know that Iwill be back next Monday for sure. Should be jettin' back in on Sundayaft'rnoon, in fact." Uh...can I ask where you are, Larry?" Pers'nal matt'r,. “Your tea, Ma’am,” I replied“You’d better bring it in then.”I managed to open the door without dropping the tray and went in. ‘Miss Addison’ turned out to be Gloria. She was sprawling on the bed beside a half naked Celia and an array of sex toys including vibrators, dildoes, and various bondage toys. I suppose I looked shocked.“Oh, it’s you, the grubby one. Don’t gawp. Put the tray down over there. You can wait while we drink it. Turn to face the wall. I’m sure the sight of Celia’s tits won’t.