I'm sure you'll feel better having someone with you."He nodded and looked at the bar, "You wouldn't think ill of me if I had a drink this morning, wou...d you?"I smiled, "If you're going to drink a Bloody Mary or Irish coffee, you'll just be a regular. There's mix in the big jug behind the bar, glasses in the tray, and ice under the lid at the end of the bar."When he was building his Bloody Mary, he said, "You folks live right. This is a magnificent boat. You all must be doing all right to have. For me, it was the idea of total personal domination of me by her. She smiled. She had a few ideas that would make my dreams come true.‘Ok then Slave, you can start by cleaning these shoes I am wearing’. No change there, I had cleaned hundreds of shoes for various mistresses over the last few years.Next I had to make her some dinner. She sent me to the kitchen. It was full of dirty dishes and glasses, empty beer cans and half-drunk wine bottles. She called after me ‘and while you’re there,. Thick fatty skin hanging down over a fat head that showed from under it. I took the shaft in my hand stocking it the head started to slide open from its cover OMFG it looked so amazing like a serpent crawling out of its hole. I held it upward sliding my tongue up over the underside of it as I looked into his eyes, then pulled it down kissing the pink head and taking it in my mouth. As I sucked it all I though about was all that thick meat hanging over it I took it down my throat as far as I. “She wants my money.” I shrugged.“She wants your dick.” Cassie laughed.“She plays for the other team.” I replied.“All girls are bi. Just some more than others.”“She lives with her girlfriend. She’s a lesbian.”“So? She totally wants you. I can tell.”“How do you figure?”Cassie shrugged.“I know girls. I know how to read them. She can’t wait for you to bend her over and shove your cock in her. She’s dying for it.”“Is that so?”“Yup. I’ll even prove it to you.”“Oh yeah? How’s that?” I asked, a mix of.