Dave was getting a dose of his own medicine andin spades. Irene did tell everyone not to tip Dave. A man being told,"Beer me wench" from a group of wo...en was funny. Not nice, but funny.Irene had more plans for Dave. She did tell me that she would send thesolvents to Dave no matter how much tips he got. She just wanted to haveDave remember his lesson. It was then the time to let the guys in. Iheard all the men say, "HEY WENDY! BEER ME WENCH!"The night went on. Everyone when they wanted a drink. The interview was nicely wrapped up after an hour and I thanked them for their time and started to pack my things away. ‘Hang on a minute,’ Richard said, ‘What about the ‘cock’ question? Have you forgotten?’ Puzzled and blushing a little, I responded, ‘Erm… What ‘cock’ question?’ Jimmy piped up, ‘We heard a rumour that you liked to ask every band you interview, which member has the biggest dick! It’s one of the reasons why we’ve been so excited to meet you!!’ adding, ‘That and the fact we had. I handed her the microphone I had crafted from a twelve inch black dildo, with the mike fixed about three inches down from the head, my wife thought it was perfect.Cheryl sat near the edge of the bed, her legs spread suggestively as I panned up from a shot of her feet in her high heels to her drooling pussy, over her cum stained blouse, finally to her face.“Hey, guys,” my wife said in a cheerful voice, holding the dildo a few inches from her mouth, and down slightly. “As you can tell by the cum. I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight;And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin, Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy inWILLIAM SHAKESPEARE"A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM"The unassuming village of Brea was a quaint little village that laywithin the Shire of.