“Tea, then.”Eleanor winked and continued to offer Olive the same glass, until she finally took it from her. “Will it get me drunk?”Eleanor had...to smile. “It’s ok, little one. I promise not to take advantage of you. Bartender’s honor.” She chuckled. “It’s not enough to get you drunk.” Olive brought it to her mouth. It was horrible. She felt like her throat was being eaten raw. If Eleanor hadn’t encouraged her to drink it, she would have wretched it out, swearing that humans simply weren’t meant. Cos that is so what I want `T’, that’s just exactly what I want!” She kissed him firmly, and said, “I am already yours and yes, it is my fantasy, I`ve had it ever since your dad left, and yes if you will do this for me, or not, we shall be still be lovers for as long as you ever want me!” he knew it was from her heart, and he replied, “would it not be better if I started slowly and built up to that?” her decisive answer was, “No, I want it to be a clumsy, unknowing virgin who will use me. Like I said, it’s a place for everyone, seriously.”She giggled.“I mean, Dad, everyone. There were girls dancing with girls, guys with guys, and lots of just regular couples.”She must have sensed my raised eyebrow. She squeezed my hand.“You know what I mean, Dad. Come on. I just mean there were some straight couples, that’s all. I know gay people are regular, too.”I smiled at that but I don’t think Allison saw me. I squeezed her hand.“Good.”“So I danced with a bunch of people at first, guys and. "Have you eaten?" she asked worriedly."Don't you worry little miss. I am well fed and watered and will not be calling on your wonderful talents in the kitchen."She led him to the bedroom and sat him on the bed. "Are you planning on having your wicked way with me?" he leered at her as she started to undress him."You just lie down and go to sleep," she ordered him sternly although he could see she was worried about him."One more day and then I'm done," he told her softly as he closed his eyes and.