Gerald never touched alcohol, and having grown up with an abusive alcoholic father had a complete aversion to liquor.As I was busying myself with this...task one Friday there was a knock on the bar door. Upon opening the lock Gerald stood staring at me. “Hi, Chummy, mind if I come in,” he asked.“Not at all,” I replied. Gerald followed me to the service side of the bar and asked for a Coke, as I continued with my chores.“I can’t just dish out free Coke’s to everyone,” I replied in mock. "But she also stated that she will pay us more then our weight in bananas!!!" I rebuttled.The very second i finished that statement VG threw her onto the ground and lifted her legs, slid one of his enormous toes into her sweat drenched banana hole and continued to jack off with his other foot. "Oh gorillas please desist, else my boyfriend will be pissed!" yelped the banana haired girl."I believe she said that she requests we insert a banana into her ass otherwise known as a banenema" I. Besides, caring for a slave for the rest of her years can be very cumbersome and expensive. A notable few wanted the extra power of the addiction, and demanded that it was the primary agent that they had purchased. "Perhaps we could give those that don't, the original 'Water'?"A couple of other heads nodded, even Virginia's.Two other council members spoke up. Then Jennifer did, "I think we have more options than revenge or giving into their terrorist demands." Everyone listened carefully and. Each night I slept tossing and turning on my bed visualizing our sex acts. I lost interest in those sex stories, blue films and artificial cocks. I became irritable, as I wanted real action real flesh and blood. I acquainted my husband about my problem on phone. He advised me to use our son for it. Seduce him to have sex. As per my husband’s advice, I made up a plan to have him on me on my bed. Only male available in vicinity was my son. However, I could not muster courage to do so. My son was.