“I ... I don’t know.”She paused. “And the comparable thing to a woman, what do you call that?”“The formal name is ‘cunnilingus’, but i...t’s usually called ‘going down on her’ or ‘eating her out’”.“Would you do it?”“Well...” Tony was conflicted. None of his friends had said anything positive about the smell or taste of that region. But they had very positive things to say about how their girlfriends had responded to it.“From what I know, women are much more likely to come to orgasm when stimulated. I didn’t even cry until after Glen had moved out. So here I am now, doing what I should have done after Glen left. I have sold the house and the furniture, and I’m sitting on the window seat waiting for the taxi with only my suitcases left, and looking up at St. John. ‘I don’t suppose I shall ever see you again, St. John – you and your foreshadowing of the coming seasons.’ The taxi is here. It is shiny black like a funeral car. How very apt since so much has died inside me. ‘Goodbye, St. John.’. My wife suggested I go out to a local bar and have a few drinks and try to relax. So I took her advise and took a quick shower and got dressed and headed out. I stopped at about three bars before I found one I felt comfortable more people my age and not young people. I took a place at the bar and ordered a rum and coke with a lime twist. As I sat there sipping on my drink I took a look around the bar and noticed a very attractive lady sitting with a couple of other ladies. Then a voice "Hey bud. And then give you the last gasp from his O2 tank.”Turning back to the Sheriff, “OK, Thad, now that the pleasantries are over, what in the hell is going on? Why am I locked up?”“You’re not locked up Sir. But I needed to make sure you weren’t seen on the station. Not yet at least. Sir, I’ve got a pirate problem.”“Really Thad? what leads you to that idea. I mean, the mining ships are the obvious targets. They’ve got the product, the people and the equipment. You guys? You got what, Wine, women and.