I dont want just any pussy anymore, I want a bitch who really makes my pecker stand up. Q: Can you summon a girl while youre on duty at work? A: Yeah,...I suppose I could if I wanted to. But my job keeps me on the go a lot. Its hard to get the work done while youve got some little beaver sucking you off. Some of the other guys the guys that work back at the hotel building itself now they have an easier time taking a break to get laid or maybe get a quick blow job or whatever. And thats where all. He still flew about the country like always, came home with culinary goodies and was the perfect housemate. We talked a bit, noticed that the food was gone so he toasted a couple more bagels. I watched as he moved around the kitchen. Strangely, he reminded me of my grandmother, who had been a rotund woman with a potbelly much like his. Unlike Gram, who was blessed/cursed with massive breasts that spilled out of the largest bras she could find, Richard was nicely proportioned. There was. I got up to dance with her. She took my hands and began swaying back and forth. I put one earbud in her ear so we could match rhythms. “How did you know I was dancing?” she asked. Her head swayed with the tempo and her hands found my shoulders. Eyes closed, hair falling in her face between us. “You’re always dancing in your head after you get enough wine in you, you always do,” I said. She took the player and in a few taps: “French Disko” by Stereolab jammed into my ear. She matched the. They talk to me instead. I’m a sort of surrogate granny!” “Some granny!” “Ok, there is more to it. I have to be able to recognise those serious cases, but mostly it’s true. People know they have a problem. They often know the solution, too, but are afraid to implement it. I help them come to terms with doing what’s good for them. I can’t read minds, I don’t try to analyse my friends and I definitely don’t make judgements!” “Ouch! Was I that obvious?” “Yes, Ben, you were. Now, can we start again.