That kind of thing is thirsty work."She strolled to the fridge and found a bottle, flipped off the top and handed it to him before showing him to the ...oor.Facing the camera she smiled. "I hope you enjoyed that. I wish I'd done a study on tongues and as well as cocks in New York. That guy had a hell of a good one. One cool thing about you selling my tokens is that it takes the pressure off me. You could have sold me for a penny or a pound or any number of either. I don't have to put a value on. "I'll have it then"? I replied pulling back the glass."Can you get me a glass of water"? She asked."Of course dear". I replied going to get her one."Thankyou darling, are you really sure you are okay with Derek being here"?I shrugged. "of course I am dear, 'ere, Derek, I got these a while back from the docs, they didn't do me no good, but seeings you're here to do my job, you might as well 'ave em, they don't work on me". I said pulling a blister pack from my pocket and offering it to. "How about it guys? If she shows you her jugs will you get rid of that nasty rubber cock?" Joe asked. While he waited for her response, he slipped his hand down and cupped her right breast through her nightshirt and gently squeezed it."Sure enough, man," said the excited clerk.Joe started to unbutton the front of her nightshirt saying, "Let's give them a quick peek. Then we can go find your husband. Okay?"Even in her semi-conscious state the young bride knew that it wasn't okay. But she didn't. When he finally entered me, I had a vision of being a vessel in which we could sail to the place that would welcome us, where our problems would cease to be. I moved my body to match his rhythm, to hasten our journey to this higher ground. The bright light grew and grew in my mind’s eye and my body and burst in such an explosion to rival any fireworks invented. Our movement diminished, then stopped, leaving only the sound of our breathing. I opened my eyes after a deep sleep that night and saw.