“Don’t you want any toast or anything with it?” I prompted her.“Shit no, I’m far too fragile, what the hell was I drinking that got me this ...ad?”“Before, or after those half dozen malt whiskies in that last pub?”I laughed. She groaned and held her head in both hands.“My God, no wonder I was pissed, I didn’t make a real arsehole of myself did I?“No, you were ok in the Pub, well mostly”, I added. “I almost carried you back here. Then I got your real arsehole in the camper after you started acting. I parked and we got out and walked the three flights to my apartment. We went in to the four room rooftop apartment of the third floor Victorian. I showed her the bathroom in the back through the eat-in kitchen. After a couple of minutes she came out and went towards the living room. “This is real nice,” she said as she sat down on the couch. “Long as we are here, would you like something to drink?” I asked. “Sure. That would be great. A beer would be fine if you have one.” I went back into the. My body convulsed, my hips bucked into her face and she held tightly onto my thighs to hold me against her mouth. With my first orgasm she just sucked in on my clitoris, in between, she licked it rapidly, and with each succeeding orgasm she sucked me in, then licked me again and again. Each orgasm was a real convulsion, each one forced a shriek from me. She said I had about twenty orgasms. After my last one, she kept her tongue in my cunt, no movement, just holding it comfortingly against the. "Surprising isn't it? I guess Brian isn't the only magician in these parts." she stated with a proud grin. Ray was quite speechless. Almost dreading the answer he asked "So do you think I'll make it as a lovely assistant?" Tracy didn't pause. "Well, you're going to need a lot of coaching in the art of being a woman, not to mention a lot of new clothes. But I have faith in your acting abilities. If you are willing to try your hardest and approach this is a mature way, then I guarantee that.