“We have a job for you in Gloucester Mass.” I winced. Working in Massachusetts was the bane of my existence. Between the traveling distance, deali...ng with safe houses, and not to mention the overbearing and incurable curiosity, of the local populace. All of it made working in Massachusetts a fuckin nightmare. But the Northeast was my home. It was where I did my work. And so I took the job. “Send the file Merlin. I’ll give you a timetable once I read it.”The file arrived, via courier. It was. If they have a healthy libido and are maybe lonely, lost a husband or lover, they still get the horny hots and have fantasies You would be surprised the number of mature women(even up their early seventies) who feel underappreciated or who because of their age, cannot fulfil themselves sexually – even some married ones! My job is to change that. Fantasy is a tremendous aphrodisiac – good sex always starts in the brain. Miss Clara Roberts was a good example. She was, I would guess, middle 50s,. This complete denial of the oral fixation we start at birth is always a psychological barrier that most men don't realize they are missing until a cock is in front of their face. And once they see a cock, their years of debating an urge they couldn't explain comes flooding back. Their mouth waters and once the mushroom top enters their lips, they are once again whole." "That's ridiculous," Gwen said. "Is it?" I asked. "I know this is personal but have you ever had your pussy eaten by a girl?". Iwonder what Neil is up to. I walked to Neil's room and he wasn't there.Just a very messy room with video games thrown all over the place andposters of super models and sport heroes. So I made my way downstairsto get some breakfast and see if he was there. I found him in thefamily room watching some TV with a bowl of cereal in his hands."Hey Neil, morning." Hi mom!" he said with a laugh and a shit eating grin on his face."Screw you man, I'm not even dressed like her now." I know I'm just.