I didn't have to say anything else at that point as she suddenly surged forwards, sucking the head between her lips and then quickly gobbled down the ...est of it til it hit the back of her throat. I let out a loud gasp and I gripped the leash tighter as she started to rapidly pump her face back and forth over my cock, quickly working on the stiff rod like a pro, her tongue swirling around the underside, finding the sensitive rim, nibbling softly, suckling and all around worshipping the stiff. 'You drink now. Little at time. Drink all. Make you warm.' He took the mug and mumbled his thanks. The whisky, scarcely diluted at all by the hot water and honey, hit the back of his throat and caused him to splutter and cough. She laughed and then ordered:'You sit at fire. Drink all up. But slow. Sit!' He sat down again in the armchair and sipped the drink, feeling the warmth of it spread through him. He was beginning to feel a bit better. But it was as though he was floating in a kind of. "I think it's a shitty way to make a living, a demeaning way for women. But are you asking me if I still love her and want to marry her? Yes, I do, both of those things. That's what she was, not what she is, and what she is now is all I care about. So you've satisfied your prurient curiosity, which is none of your damn business anyway, and can we move on to what's happening today, which is why I'm here?"My irate response got kissy sounds from Susan in my head and another set of raised eyebrows. .." I said that's not the reason!"Richie gave her an annoyed look. "Hey, chill, 'kay? Listen, I'm outta here. Just lemme know when this shindig will be this weekend. See ya all in the funny papers." Well, I'm not going to hang around here," Heather declared after Richie departed. "I don't want to be here if the shit hits the fan. Diane, you want to take a walk or something with me? Or go down to the mall?"Diane was surprised enough by the question that she hesitated in her response. "Um, sure.