In for a penny, in for a pound the boy thought. “The same.”“Not likely,” laughed Malcolm. “I may run the most decadent ship on the seven sea..., but I don’t think so. You like tomato juice?” At Jason’s chagrined nod, Malcolm said, “He’ll have a Virgin Mary. Nice try, though.”“I figured it was worth a shot. What’s the worst that could happen? I have to drink a Virgin Mary. Just what is a Virgin Mary, anyway?”“It’s a Bloody Mary without the booze.” The bartender came back with the drinks and set. . having sex with . . my . . son.”“I know that sound terrible . . . well, I guess it is. But it wasn't every time I needed sex. I had sex with lots of men . . and sometimes women . . if a man wasn't handy, and I reeaalllyy had to HAVE it. You know what it's like. I suppose that's why we're all here at this meeting of Sexaholics Anonymous.”“But when all else failed, and I was desperate, then I had sex with Teddy, my son Theodore. He certainly didn't mind. I mean he knew mommy's problem. . I pulled my pajamas down and showed her my stiff thing. She told me I had a big thing for a little boy. She asked if she could touch it and I was too embarrassed to answer. She slowly reached out and put her hand on it and started rubbing it gently, it felt so good. She moved closer to and I thought she was trying to get a better look but she surprised me when she opened her mouth and shoved my whole thing in. It felt better than anything I could have imagined. I moaned Oooooh! What are you. " Of course she will Megan. And she's probably going to laugh at you. Shemight even sneak pictures of you with her cell phone. And send them to allher girlfriends so they can laugh at you too. How embarassing. Now getgoing bitch. You have five minutes. Go!"I wobbled out of his office, down the hall, and out into the store andmade my way to the cosmetics section. And there was Madison. She was abeautiful girl of around eighteen years old with pretty brown hair andtwinkling eyes. Full cheeks and.