I agreed to stay and he left.Janine and I had had a fair amount to drink and our conversation was starting to become fairly specific about our sexual ...ikes and dislikes. Janine leant forward and whispered, "Do you remember how horny you felt as a 14 year old boy? That's how I feel all the time." By now I was sporting a monster erection and couldn't quite believe what was happening to me.I mentioned to Janine that I have an absolute love of panties and that nothing gives me more pleasure than to. "Yes, that's what I said. Waddya have on tap?"The bartender waves at a respectable line of taps. "They're all labelled. They all work." Uh ... Let's start with the Amber Bock." ... Which always reminds me of FLEM's 'Dog Cock Bock', but the 'tender probably wouldn't understand the reference. Let it go..."Okay, you want the weenie-size glass, or the man-size mug?" he says with a grin.A challenge, or just breaking the ice? A quick look around. A couple of people are looking at 'the new guy', but. As we stood there she said “There, by the work station bench Jorge likes so much”.As we walked over to the bench I said: “Put your hands on the table”. As she did I came from behind and fondled her massive tits. I spent a fair few minutes feeling her up as her nipples started to become erect. She sighed, feeling my soft touch.“My stupid husband never does it to me, babe” She moaned.I turned her around to face me and she was smiling. I felt my cock was rock hard. As I bent down and licked her. I saw the wheat fields and just ran. When I reached them, I kept running for a while, but kept tripping over in the dark. So I hid.“After a while, in the distance, I saw a couple of police cars drive up to the institute ... hospital ... whatever it was. I started towards them, and then realised that they would in all likelihood see me not as someone held illegally against their will, but as a patient – a dangerous, violent patient – escaping from an insane asylum. Why would they believe that.