I, his only son, now offer this amazing panacea to you for not five dollars as you would expect to pay, nor even three dollars or even two dollars, bu...t for the paltry sum of one measly dollar, just a faded picture of our great first president, George Washington. And you sir, are you the next to sleep tonight in the arms of Morpheus? One small dose of Doc Sharp's elixir will help you break the craving of the Demon Rum, guaranteed. Here, Sir." And he'd offer the bottle to a passer-by on the. She missed Chico so much. She had tried calling him but he was obviously using another cell number now and even when she called his home number he refused to talk with her.She felt hollow, empty and alone. With each passing day her torment grew. Chico and Joel had been right. She missed it so much she could think of little else. And now with Joel's outrageous proposal to weigh on her as well, she grew weary. At work she simply ran on autopilot, her mind a million miles away, the aching a. Gemma wasn’t sure what woke her up- the steady throb of her headache or the dress that was squeezing the life out her. Sunlight flooded the room and she rolled over to face the other way. She tossed and turned for a moment but didn’t want to disturb Ryan who was still asleep on the other side of the bed. She slipped out of bed and into the bathroom, almost tripping over the heels she had been wearing the night before. As she looked at her reflection she laughed, and then cursed herself for. “Do you want to?” gran replied, her eyes locked on mine as she examined my face for any sign of doubt.I swallowed heavily and, looking at her comfortable body – the big tits, wide hips and finely shaped legs – I nodded. “Yes please,” I murmured.“Robert,” my grandmother said in a serious tone. She hefted herself up onto her elbows and then rolled onto her side to face me. “Come down here,” she instructed, patting the bed. “Come down so we’re on the same level.” When I’d settled on the bed in a.