She licked all around the head as she stroked my shaft. “Mmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm” she moaned as she continued to move her tongue all around me. She pul...led her mouth away and looked up at me with a mile wide smile on her face. “Oh God, Tom. It’s been so long since I’ve had any cock. Mmmm. Your cock is so nice.” She said and stuffed me back in her mouth. She let go of my cock and brought both of her hands up to my ass and she shoved me all the way down her throat. “OH GOD, JUDY! YESSSS!!!!” I yelled. I must get away." Her voice faded again."From the police? Are you an illegal immigrant?" She shook her head, no. I worried that she might have escaped from somewhere but then doubted if an escaped prisoner would commit suicide and from the way she spoke, I thought she was probably local. "Who are you?" From them," she whispered, "You can't understand." She didn't give her name nor did she answer my questions coherently.The look of helpless appeal in her eyes caused me to hesitate. "I've got to. "Sure," Tom agreed. "If it gets out we're seeking counseling, the tabloids will have a field day. If it's worth it, though, and it's what has to be done —" Tom!" John interrupted. "That's not what I'm talking about. Screw the tabloids. To hell with them." He hiccupped. "You don't want the usual counseling you get. You've already tried it all and gotten nowhere, right?" Well, yeah, but—" Listen to me. There's this other kind of counseling. Kelly and I know someone who's an expert at it. You know. The only other person, bar ourselves, is the barmaid. Obviously she isn't bothered, as it becomes clear she'd provided the chain that now attaches my ankles to the bar foot rail. I grow red with a mixture of anger and embarrassment as the women look me up and down with practiced disdain. My erect penis in contrast to my flushed and shamed face. Lisa steps forward again, "Don't take it too hard Andy, as I said, you've done well. What you just did takes a certain kind of courage. We understand.