That musty smell was in the air, mixed with bleach, and the sounds coming from our tv screens were like a sex chant, urging me forward. Then he steppe... forward, and all of a sudden his cock was through the hole. It wasn't huge, maybe five inches, cut. But there it was, in my booth, just a few inches from my face. It seemed to pulse with an invitation. I think this is what one calls a make or break moment. On my video screen, a woman was playing with a big cock, rubbing her hands all over it. I. ” I nibbled her ear. Elisabet’s cheeks had turned almost as red as her tie. She bit her lower lip, then gasped out as I licked the curve of her ear and purred. “For someone who throws around dyke like an insult, you seem to be enjoying this a lot.”“I-I...” Elisabet squirmed, then turned and pushed away from me. Her cheeks were flushed and she glared at me. “I know who you’re working for!” She thrust her finger at me. “Wesker Biochem!” She tossed her head, her silvery hair flipping over one. .. Do you remember that one night??? I was numb, you were lost. WE got drunk on wine and each other. We told our secrets in a hopeless place, you told me about those nights you spent as an escort and how sometimes you loved it. Or maybe that time we were teenagers and we discovered how hot the flames of lust can burn when you're young and foolish. Take care when you play with fire...Can you still remember our first kiss on the Roebling Bridge that hot Summer night over the Ohio River? Hopefully. The harbor’s empty.”The innkeeper shifted the coin bag into his pocket, bowed and disappeared behind the velvet curtain. I allowed my mind to drift to the sound of a crackling fire and the voices of our tired men. The next thing I knew, Julie and Zetia found a table for us and we found tankards of ale being delivered to us.Before I said a word, Julie anticipated my thoughts. “Remember, I told you Webster assured me that no alcohol I consume will touch the baby’s lips. The nanomites stop alcohol.