'Easy my dear', he said apologetically, 'Did not mean to frighten you', and he slipped his arm around my shoulder, funny I did not smell him, I guess ... was becoming accustomed to him.Jim was at the bar when he leaned across closer to me, 'You looking forward to doing it', instead of answering him, my eyes dropped and I went crimson and when I looked at him I just shrugged my shoulder, he laughed, 'Good girl, I think your brave'. I sat there for a moment studying him, I felt relaxed now, I guess. None of the girls had seen Susan, who was surprised to be brought tea in bed. She wondered at the slightly odd taste, but assumed it was just the different water. The tea was laced with a phenothiazine normally used to control the behaviour of a violent psychotic; Susan drifted into a hazy existence where she felt unable to worry or make meaningful decisions. She was served meals in her room. Actually, she had to be fed, escorted to the en-suite bathroom, bathed and dressed ... she lost all. She said she wasn’t as young as I remembered her and the years had taken their toll. I ignored her and exposed her breasts to me. They were small and soft but her nipples responded and as I kissed and licked them they hardened at my touch. She stood in front of me and helped me remove my pants and underwear. She knelt before me her orange curls awash in my lap. She began to kiss my cock and slowly take it into her mouth. I sat there naked on the couch her head bobbing up and down sucking. .. just like her, he thought to himself. She inquired as to his thirst. After a pause and a careful long sweeping gaze up and down, in admiration of the woman seated next to him, he smiled broadly, cleared his throat in a teasing manner, and asked what she had in mind. She paused herself, thinking that one over. She knew perfectly well what she had in mind, but kept it to herself... for now. She returned the complimentary "research" and carefully studied him, taking in even more detail of his.