Now, it seemed, the booze was finally winning and there needed to be an intervention.Mick trolled through Freddie's usual haunts. They were generally ...orker's bars where he was barely noticed and he could hole up in a corner somewhere and get drunk. He shifted locals regularly - some say so Terry couldn't find him easily.Freddie and Terry had always had this love/hate thing going and he'd often been a 'guest' at Mick's when they'd had a fight. A couple of days usually sufficed before everything. When they got out, they helped dry each other.Mary gave him a man-sized, soft cotton dressing gown to wear, so he didn’t have to brave the front veranda to go downstairs. He wondered how many other men had worn it before him and had the pleasure of enjoying Mary’s charms.He then thought about the two old guys that been vying for her attention when they were shopping. If they had memories of her coming as she just had for him, he couldn’t blame them for wanting her back.Although he wasn’t sure. The whole world isn't like this. There are still spots as fertile as they once were, with enough crops and trees growing to support grazing animals, feed villages, and shade the inhabitants. Some of the fields are still full of wild flowers and rabbits and unicorn's and all manner of wonder, but they're shrink, fading, dying.Turning to brown.The Tower is far away, oh so far away, it's back to the coast, it's vile magic radiating inland against the wind, somehow. It is the source of the decay,. ? I loved receiving gifts, especially thosefrom Master. "I have placedit upstairs in your bedroom; you may go and find it when I'm gone" "Thank you,Master." I felt a quiver ofexcitement run through me and lowered my head to avert my eyes from Master'sgaze.? He placed his hand beneath my chinraised my eyes to his and kissed me gently on the mouth. "Thank you,Master," Irepeated, thanking him for the gift, for the kiss, for the fact that he allowedme to be his Cum Girl and was my Master, for.