There was more tentacles showing from the cave ceiling which were all lit up like light bulbs and all traveled through cave holes and were attached to...the alien. From the alien tentacles lighting up the ceiling, I was able to see everything that was going on. As I was held up in the air naked by tentacles, tens of more larger tentacles came flying out of the alien. As I was about to shout again, before I knew it, a large throbbing purple tentacle came thrashing into my open mouth, leaving my. She’ll put the girls on the Pill when...”When they’re old enough to need it.“Fine. Move them into the Buena Vista, start them earning their keep. Bring your original whores home while the Beaumont is being remodeled.”“Should I have them back working the Paseo?”“No, Harold, you know better. We’ve moved them upscale, don’t want word getting out that they’re fucking scumbags again. Wrong market image.”Harold mouthed, ‘market image.’Gertie said, “Rotate the two groups back and forth at the Buena. Oh well , I was having fun getting stoned and people-watching - the Brits are great eccentrics and funny with it ! She comes back with a smile on her face and asks me to fuck her , so we went into the tent and without closing the flap as it was a (rare) hot sunny day in dear old Blighty, proceeded to have a nice energetic shag - except for the fact that this acid/ecstasy was having an effect - namely that it stopped me from coming ! Now that ,you may think, was great for her as I'd last. She looked at me in silence for a moment and then she said:"Pity. If you had mentioned it ten or fifteen years ago I might have done it, but I'm too old for that kind of nonsense now."The next day, when we were both a little more clear headed, Carol asked me, "Did you really mean what you said last night, I mean about me and other men?"I nodded a yes. She said, "I love you so much that I'm willing to do just about anything for you, but I don't know about doing that. I just don't think I could.