Jake slammed the phone down:  “Damn, son of bitch, shit, shit, shit!” He yelled to no one in particular.  His cats paid him no mind since they were used to such outbursts.  It was a hot humid August night, he had been planning on staying home and hypnotizing himself by flipping channels, but after the talk he has just had with his ex-wife he was ready to kill.  “No sense in staying home and replaying this conversation over in my head, I’m going out.” 

Jake went into the bath and took a quick cold shower and shaved off his days growth of whiskers.  After donning a clean pair of jeans and a tea shirt he decided some seafood and would go well with a drink so he headed to The Cove, which could supply both.  The Cove suited him well it was one mile and a tenth from his house, if he got drunk he could always walk home.  Not an unimportant point in this day of multiple DUI’s and DWI’s, Jake had never gotten one and planned to keep it that way.

He walked in to the Cove about 7:45, the happy hour crowd had left by this time and the serious drinkers wouldn’t get in till after 9.  Sandy the barmaid came over as Jake took a seat on the short end of the bar.  “Hi Jake, the usual?”

“No, not tonight, gimme a Tanqueray Martini on the rocks olive on the side, a dozen shrimp, and a dozen clams Oregano.”

“Oh, big time.” Grinned Sandy.

“Yep, big time is it.”

“Special occasion?”

“No, just need to knock the edge off, and a silver bullet or two is a great edge knocker offer.”

Sandy prepared an 8/1 with the aromatic gin, filled a high ball glass, and there was enough for a carafe on the side.  “Well that ought to get your motor running Jake.”

“Oh, yes and let me buy you one too.”  Some times barmaids are the only friends you may have and you need to keep in their good graces.

The shrimp came and were quickly devoured, by the time the Clams came out of the oven Jake was on his second silver bullet.

“Hi Jake.” Said a feminine voice from behind him, “is this seat taken.”

Jake turned:  “His Molly, wow, if it were filled I’d empty it for you.”  He jumped up and pulled the bar seat next to him out so the girl could be seated.  “You normally are a very fine looking woman, but tonight you are gorgeous, good enough to eat.”

“Is that an offer Jake.”  Molly grinned.

“Could be, got any better ones?”

“No, I was going dancing, then I saw your car outside and decided to stop in.”

Jake stretched back and appraised her, she was a small woman of 38 years, 5’1” 115 lb, small waist, nice high breasts with protruding nipples, and nice flaring hips, and a nice softly rounded belly.  Molly was an LPN at a local mental hospital and her usual attire was a pair of blue jeans, sneaks and tea shirt.  Tonight however, she had a full face of make up, her hair was done, her body was covered, though just barely by a light summer dress, no bra, and the kicker was a pair of calf high heeled black leather boots. 

“You are a knock out, and those boots really do it for me.”

“Stop it Jake, your making me wet, buy a girl a drink?”  But Molly was grinning just the same. She and Jake had been round the block several times with one another, though never on a formal date, just when they ran into one another, they would have a few beers a couple of laughs then head for the nearest bed.  They had both found their parts fit together very well from all directions.  Jake was newly divorced, and Molly had been divorced for several years, so there was no one that really cared what they did. They were just short of becoming an item.

“Of course, want one of these little mothers?”

“What’s the occasion, you usually stick with a draft or a wine spritzer, not rocket fuel.”

“It says in all the self help books not to drink when you are angry, but I am out of tranquilizers.  Had a long talk with my ex, and it set me off.”

“Money?”

“Nope, we settled up long ago.  She has a new boy friend, you know him Henson from Wild Willie’s.”

“The short guy that used to be a dancer?”

“That’s him, he is also a convicted felon.”

“Oh?”

“He did hard time down in Philly when was young for a string of armed robberies.  According to the story, they could only convict him of three.  He got away with a couple others Frank’s boys couldn’t pin on him, or get him to cop to.  So he got 15 years at State College, out in five, five years parole, given an early release and moved up here.”

“Gee, you do your homework, how did you find out all that.”

“He told me one night when he had a few too many, probably doesn’t remember.”

“So what are he and your wife up too.”

“Ex wife.  They are planning on getting married, and he wants kids.  So she has decided to go in and have her tubal ligation reversed surgically.  I told her not to be silly to adopt.  But she is adamant she is going to have his baby.  Pointed out she already has a 21 year old son that has loads of issues with her behavior.  She said he will have to live with it.  Then the AID’s thing was brought up and she said Henson wasn’t gay.  I replied that didn’t matter he had been in prison, there are such things as institutional homosexuals, and he could have been raped.  None of that made an impression.  Then I pointed out she was 42 years old, smoked like a chimney and wasn’t all that healthy based on the prescriptions she takes, and that a pregnancy might kill her.  But none of this made and impression on her, she just wanted to tell me not ask my advice.”

“You don’t approve, even though you are divorced.”

“Good grief no I don’t approve, the divorce the separation were her idea.  I still don’t understand it, I didn’t come home drunk, never struck her, never yelled at her, or berated her, but what according to her I did was worse was ignored her.  Well excuse me, but I had lost my job, and was trying to keep things together and was just a bit up tight myself.  She claims I had a girl friend, which wasn’t true either.  While in general I have made my peace with this whole thing, I still care about her, and don’t like seeing her hit herself in the head with a hammer, which is what Henson is, a dumb hammer.”

“Well Jake you have lots of friends, why not just, well you know.”

“You mean why doesn’t he become a part of the fill of an old anthracite mine in Wilkes Barre.  Naw, the boys owe me big time for what I did for them, but Henson isn’t worth calling in that favor.  That has to be saved for someone or something very special.  It is the equivalent of using an elephant gun on a mouse.  Besides a word to the Gypsy Jokers and he would be road kill.”

“You like to hang out with those guys, and yet you don’t have a bike.”

“Well, when you hang with those guys you get left alone, even the troopers walk softly when they come in there.  Most of it is all bluff, just a bunch of old guys trying to impress one another, of course the Greek is real, he would do in his own family just for laughs.”

“He is scary.”

“That he is. But one last sentence on this subject some way I have to stop my ex from having herself butchered for this clown.  Enough about that, my you look so good this evening, not that you don’t look good in blue jeans, but with the boots and the dress, wow.”

“Stop that talk, your embarrassing me, and making me wet.”

“Really.”  Jake ran his finger nails up the inside of Molly’s thighs.  “No panty hose.”

“Nope, to hot, and that way things are going its one less thing to take off.”

“Good, how do you like your martini.”

“Its pretty good, I always have had Gordon’s in the past, this is almost like perfume.’

“Well if you are going to have gin, you might just as well have the most aromatic one.  Want a clam?”

“Is that another offer.”

“You’re the one that has the little clam, and yours is very nice, we will get to that one in minute.”

“Speaking of which, I was thinking of shaving, all the girls are doing it now a days, what do you think?”

Leaning over and whispering in her ear:  “I think pretty lady I don’t want whisker burn when I do down on you. I like you just the way you are.”

“Knock it off you two.” Yelled Sandy the barmaid.  “I’ll throw a bucket of water on you, don’t you know there are drunks watching.”

The last broke them all up, and a round of joke telling, took place between Sandy, Molly, and Jake as they caught up on the latest off color humor.  While the joke telling was going on Jake was still using his finger nails on Molly’s thighs, and she was doing a good job on his cock through his levi’s.  Jake finished his joke with the punchline:  “I thought you said eat three straight men a day.”

Both girls giggle over that one, Sandy had to go do her duty and draw a beer.  “It is sure warm tonight, the clams are done, so is your dirnk, let’s go to my place sit on the porch and look at the stars.”  Said Jake, he was buzzing after two martini’s and didn’t want to got beyond this point. 

Molly who was a little feeling pretty good after one silver bullet agreed.  They bid Sandy good-by and walked out to the parking lot.  Once outside the view of the bar window, they locked in a kiss, Jake’s hands went up Molly’s dress and down her panties so he could feel her ass, she grabbed his cock hard and they stayed like this till both ran out of air.  “What ever you do Molly leave those boots on.”

“Okay.”  She whispered.

By choice they took both cars and were at Jake’s house in about two minutes.  He had a modern raised ranch with brown vertical wood-siding.  The best feature of the house was a cantilevered deck about 10 feet off the ground on one end.  Jake had removed the stairs so no one could  gain entry to the house by using the deck.  He locked and bolted the door behind them.  “We don’t need any lights, we can just feel our way, let me fix us a drink and then we can go out on the porch.  A gin and tonic on a warm night is really good.”  Jake proceeded to the dry sink prepared to healthy drinks, then went to the kitchen for ice.  The two then went out on to the porch.  High off the ground they could see but not be seen.  The furnishings were simple a small outdoor couch, an outdoor double mattress for sun bathing and a small table for dining.

They sat down on the couch, placed their drinks on the floor, and went back to what they had been doing before, which was kissing and feeling each other up.  Jake got the top of her dress down and admired Molly’s breasts with his mouth until both nipples were enlarged and firm. She got his tea shirt off and kissed his chest and was trying to work her small hand into his crotch.  Jake then removed her dress entirely and removed his jeans and shorts, a small hand began a friendly search of his groin.

“Jake you got me really hot tonight, do you really think I am gorgeous?”

“Molly when you walked in all dolled up I got hard, that is definitely a ‘fuck me’ outfit.”

“I was hoping that would work, I didn’t want to go dancing anyway, seeing your car in the parking lot, I wanted you to fuck me.”  Molly leaned over and gave his cock a kiss.

“All you really had to do was wear those boots, they get me.  I had this image of my face buried in your cunt and your legs wrapped around my head and you urging me on with those boots.”

“Stop that, your gonna make me cum, just by talking to me.”  Molly was squirming by the this time.

“Isn’t this a great night, warm humid, it must be 90 degrees out here.  The stars are all hazy from the humidity.  There is a moon out, I can see Mars, and its still early enough there is Venus on the horizon.”  Mused Jake.

“No Jake, Venus is over her, on the half shell, come visit her.”  Molly pulled Jake towards her and pushed him towards her crotch.  Jake got on to his knees removed her panties, he had trouble getting them over the boots, but he wanted the boots on.  Then he buried his face in her sex, and made love to her.  He reached underneath and cupped cheeks with his hands, then explored every bit of her.  She reacted quickly and wrapped her legs around his head, and dug her heels into his back. 

A little friendly urging with the sharp heels increased Jake’s ardor.  He was a firm believer in taking your time with a woman.  Get her ready, make her cum two or three times with your mouth, then drive it home.  She will go wild, if the woman is not responsive you might just as well use a piece of liver.

“Ohhhhh Jake, Ohhhh Jake,  uhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhh, here it comes, ohhhhhhhh!” Screamed Molly as Jake hit the right spots with his mouth and tongue; her little ass went in to fifth gear as she rubbed her cunt against his lips and tongue.  “No more, no more, fuck me Jake, fuck me, I need you inside me.”

Jake moved back wiped the juice off his face, and moved her and himself to the mattress.  Molly spread her legs wide, and Jake drove it in.  Molly begin to cum immediately, just about with every stroke, she was going off like a string of Chinese firecrackers.  “Oh god Jake, have you grown, your in my womb.”  Molly gasped, then she began to howl again as another wave orgasms struck her.

“No Molly it’s the gin, just the right amount works.”  Was Jake’s breathless reply.  He kissed her deeply, she wrapped her arms around his ass and goaded him on with her finger nails, neither realized it but she was breaking the skin which would remind him of the evening for the next week.  Jake reached under Molly and lifted her up so he could get in deeper.

They fucked like this for what seemed like hours, Molly cuming and cuming.  Then  Jake shot his load into her.  “You came Jake, I felt that, it burned, oh god.”  Screamed Molly she pushed off the mattress into an full bridge, trying to get Jake into her even further. 

She pushed and strained.  Jake had his entire weight against her and wasn’t moving, her little ass was doing the moving for both of them as she continued to spasm.

‘Let us see what this will do.’  Though Jake and he withdrew and gave her about 10 hard strokes.  Molly screamed and raked his back with her nails, drawing more blood, than she collapsed.

They lay like that for a couple of minutes, recovering their breath.  Both were drenched in sweat. Finally Jake withdrew what was left of his erection, and rolled to the side.  He pulled Molly to him and cuddled her under his arm.  She snuggled up to him not minding the heat or the sweat.  “You turned me into jello, I don’t have any bones left.”  She whispered.

“Well my bone is gone too.”

“Yeah, but it did its job.”  Molly give him a little kiss, “I am going to buy you a case of that gin, I could get real used to being done like that.”

“I think it only works about once a week.  There is some real basis for using gin.  You were pretty good yourself, my back feels like a couple of tomcats sharpened their claws on it.”

“I’m sorry, but you were the one making the top of my head come off.  What’s in the gin, you know all that trivia stuff.”

“Juniper berries, they are an astringent, and mildly poisonous, they act on the mucus membranes.   Sort of create an itch that needs to be scratched.”

“Well you did scratch my itch tonight.  By the way I thought of the answer to your problem with your ex.”

“I must be slipping, you had time to think, me, I was concentrating on your little Venus on the Half Shell.”

“Yeah man, you were.  No who you need is Devious Darla.”

“Who or what is a Devious Darla?”

“She is a former patient, she is on work release now, and we got her from the criminally insane facility on the other side of town.  Apparently she has connections somewhere because she got out, which there is no way this woman is cured.”

“How could she help, I have one nut on my hands not, don’t need another.”

“Just be quiet and you will see.  Darla is a dedicated lesbian; she came out late in life, and went exclusive.  Apparently she felt her husband was in her way, but didn’t want a divorce, so she castrated him.”

“Ouch.”

“She didn’t stop there though, she did her two sons.  What finally got her arrested is she fell in love with her neighbor, so she castrated the neighbor’s husband and son so Darla could have the wife.  That’s when she got caught; they buried her in a hurry, not wanting the story to get out. The neighbors husband had micro surgery to repair the damage, but it was too late, they were able to save the kids nuts though.”

“All very interesting, but what is the point.”

“Be patient. I think there is a lesbian judge that is sort of her Rabbi, and I think she is out because she did a couple more men as a favor to the judge, and that is why she was transferred and that is why she is out now.”

“But don’t the men sort of miss their balls?”

“That is her secret she used a burdizzo, an old fashioned Roman castration clamp on the men, it doesn’t break the skin, then she would knock them out for 24 hours with drugs, I guess there was some pain or swelling, but not like the balls were completely gone.”

“So the men wouldn’t notice, come on that’s hard to believe.”

“I think she uses better drugs now, and that is how she gets away with it.”

“So how is this going to help me?”

“Introduce Henson to Devious Darla and let nature takes its course, she’s on probation and she works right out here by I84 at the truck stop.  She is hard to miss she has spectacular red hair, and a body and a half.  She and the truckers get along greet, because they all like the same thing, pussy.”

“You didn’t, you know?”

“No, never, I hate queers of both sexes.”

“Hmm, the idea has some merit.  How is everything down here.”  Jake ran his fingers inside Molly’s gash, it was soaked and dripping various fluids, then he inserted a social finger.

“Everything is just fine down there, don’t do that unless you mean it, she is already for some more.”

“No, I’m sorry, but right now my old fellow down there is like Lazarus, dead and very unlikely he will come back to life.”

“We will see about that.”  Molly reversed herself and crawled down Jake’s body.  There she began to clean his cock and balls with her mouth,  then began to eat him.  It was a tough job but someone had to do it.  She braced a boot on Jake’s chest so he could see she was open for business, then she moved completely on to his body and positioned her cunt over Jake’s face as she continued to suck him.

Jake not being a shy man; began to lick and suck her gently.  For the next few minutes they ate each other.  They did little things to one another caressing other insertions. Pretty soon it became obvious to both that 69 was going to be the end itself.  Molly pushed down on Jake’s face with her cunt as she came, and swallowed him as he shot off in her mouth.

The calmed each other down afterwards, Molly continued to suck the now flaccid cock, kissing the balls beneath.  Jake continued to lick the cunt on his face. 

They got back into a face to face position and hugged, Jake pulled a nearby blanket over them and they slept.  It wasn’t even 11 PM yet.

The engineer next door and his wife who had watched the whole evening through a nigh vision scope decided it was time for them to play hide the weenie.  The wife had been impressed by Jake’s ardor at getting Molly all wet and ready, she was going to have to visit Jake some night when her husband was out of town.

Jake awoke first the next morning it was about 6AM and the sun was just coming up.  It was still hot and damp.  He looked down at the sleeping little woman in his arms, well maybe some day.  He leaned over and suckled a nipple; she smiled and stretched her arms.  He removed the blanket spread he legs, which were still clad in the black boots, and went down on here.  She moaned and flexed her cunt upwards to get more of it into his mouth.

“Oh what a lovely way to wake up.”  She murmured as she caressed Jake’s head. 

Many people would find this unappealing as Molly had gotten a little ripe overnight, a combination of musk, her own juices, and Jakes’ cum had fermented.  Jake subscribed to the old school that there were two things in the world that smelled like fish, one of which was fish, and you better get to like it.

Molly was slowly moving her hips in time with Jake’s tongue and mouth.  When he felt she was ready, he looked up:  “I’m kind of swollen this morning, have to get it down quickly want to help.”

“Oh god yes, let me help you with the swelling.”  Breathed Molly, who felt like she was dreaming.  Jake mounted her and drove it in, and once again they started to fuck. 

Unfortunately Molly was stretched, she was soaked, and Jake’s cock was as slippery as an eel.  No friction, they weren’t getting anywhere and were becoming frustrated.

“Hold still Molly, I have an idea.” Said Jake.  He withdrew, then dropped his cock down to her nether area, which was just as wet as her cunt.  Pushing a little here and there to find the round brown.

“Ohh.”  Said Molly at the exploration; she pushed back having figured out what was happening down below.

Meanwhile across the yard, Jake’s neighbor’s wife was staring out the window at the copulating couple on the porch.  “They are at it again dear.”  She called out to her husband.  He came up behind her to take a peak.  She reached down and pulled her panties off then hiked her night gown, then leaned forward with her bare ass in the air and rested her head on the window sill.  Her husband took the not so subtle hint and giving his cock a couple of strokes mounted her from behind as they both watched the couple next door.  It was the best sex they had had in years, he was thinking of taping the neighbor just to turn his wife on.

Meanwhile Jake had driven all the way into Molly’s alimentary area with startling ease.

“Oh, oh, it hurts, it hurts so good, oh fuck my ass, fuck me, push in my shit, fuck meeeeee.”  Screamed Molly as she once again sunk her nails into Jake’s ass to spur him to pound her harder.  She had a full bladder, and couldn’t hold herself, she let go, and the urine further lubricated the area.  Now they were splashing around in a big pool of urine.

One should note that the morning ‘piss hard-on’ that men get is an indication of good health, but it takes you forever to cum.  Jake was putting a hurting on Molly’s asshole, and she loved it.  Finally, all lathered up again, and now covered with sweat, cum and piss Jake and Molly came together.

Jake dropped onto the mattress beside Molly and kissed her. She kissed back and they almost smothered one another.  “You have done that before haven’t you little girl?”

“Yes, but never sober, what a strange combination of pain and pleasure.  What a mess too, I’m sorry I kinda lost control there.”

“Aah, don’t worry about it, we will throw the mattress out in the yard, and hose it down.  Now lets go get some coffee and a shower, we are both kinda ripe.”

“Yeah, ain’t it great.”

They went inside the house, much to the disappointment of the voyeur’s next door.  Jake fixed a couple of cups of instant coffee and laced them with coffee liquor.  Then he went into the bathroom.  Molly was in the process of excreting a gelatinous stool, which had the distinct impression of a cock in its end.  Jake handed her the coffee while she completed her bowel movement, and began adjusting the shower.  Molly got up and flushed, Jake then proceeded to empty his bladder.  Molly came up behind him and started to play with him.  “Don’t do that I’ll be pissing on the ceiling.  Boy do your tits feel good on my back.”  Molly hugged him harder.

The morning waste disposed of they hopped into the shower.  Carefully scrubbing one another free of the leftover sex.  The warm shower and the liquor made them both a bit sleepy.  Jake rubbed Molly down well with a big fluffy towel and she helped dry him, paying particular attention to his cock and balls.  She got down on her knees and began to blow Jake.  “This is for a wonderful night, fuck my face Jake.”

Jake ever the gentleman complied, Molly licked and sucked, then one of her hands went to her cunt and she masturbated as Jake came in her mouth.

“I am shot, how about you?”  Jake said.

“Actually, you just shot, and it was great, but what did you have in mind?”

“Some sleep, real sleep.”

“Sounds great, when we get up I’ll sneak you into the office at the hospital, you can read Devious Darla’s history and see if she cannot solve your problem.”

The air conditioning was on in the bedroom and it was cold, they climbed under the covers together snuggled up together and fell asleep till 3 in the afternoon.  Jake got up shivering, dressed and went to the kitchen.  He threw about a pound of thick cut pepper bacon under the broiler, then went outside to Molly’s car to get her spare set of clothes.

He took the clothes back to the bedroom, then went back to the kitchen.  Toast, orange juice and a half dozen eggs were prepared, the eggs scrambled.  Jake put everything on a platter, and yelled for Molly to join him.  Both ate like half starved wolves, Jake didn’t even notice Molly only had pants on, her breast still hanging out in the breeze.

“Jake that was great.” Said Molly as she drank the last of the oj leaned back and gave a small lady like burp.  “Let get over to the hospital before its to late, lock down will be at five.”

Molly finished dressing and they piled into her car, which had the special pass for he mental hospital.  No one stopped them and they went directly to the deserted file room, Molly knew where the keys were stored and got Devious Darla’s file out.  Jake took the file over to a window and began to read.

It took Jake close to an hour to winnow through the tangled bureaucratic language, he made note of her address, and a couple of other items.  Satisfied he handed the file back to Molly, who locked the file back in its cabinet.  “Your right Molly that is exactly what Henson needs a visit from Darla and Mr. Burdizzo.  Maybe the ex will make a better choice after that.”

“How are you going to do it?”  Asked Molly.

“I don’t know how yet, she may be too scared to do anything, but it is best if you don’t know anything more.  If things go bad you want to have plausible deniability, as they say in Washington.”

“That’s cute, ‘plausible deniability’.”  Grinned Molly.  “You know she isn’t crazy, not at least in the legal sense.  Darla may be a sociopath, but she should have been in prison, not the funny farm. She got stuck in here and in the other nuthatch because she scared people, the ADA and Judges read what she had done, their balls pulled up tight and their guts turned to water, they wanted her out of the way.  So a criminal psych ward is the place to do it.  They may have even planned to have her brain scrambled by one of the shrinks with a surgical residency.”

“But still what she did to what five men and boys was a pretty drastic type thing.”

“Nope, they do it here occasionally when some male patient gets out of hand too often, and all the time down in the criminal division.  I have worked my way up from custodian, to nurse’s aide, to LPN, I know.  They can do things to you in a mental hospital that would make a Nazi blush, and no one says anything.  Darla is small change and she got caught, the shrinks have a license and they do just about what they want, after all who’s going to believe a mental.”

“You are scaring me Molly, lets go get a beer and some clam chowder.”

“Sounds great.”

“Ol Darla there she kinda came out of the closet like a rocket, after that first encounter with a woman, she only gave her husband a couple of hand-jobs after that.  What was strange was her performing oral sex on the boys prior to castrating them.”

“I guess, probably some reason for it.  But you know what Jake I still hate queers, I’d have ripped her tits off if she ever hit on me.”

“With that statement, let me tell you that I am glad you like me.”  Jake laughed.

They toddled into the Cove at about 6 PM.  Sandy was on duty behind the bar she looked at the two of them gingerly walking up to the bar and very gingerly sitting down and said:

“Did you two get dragged through a knot whole?”

“We had no problems with the holes, we just lost some skin here and there.”  Replied Molly, as she adjusted her position on the bar stole, to make her very sore little twat and rectum comfortable.

They ordered a couple of drafts and some Manhattan Clam Chowder.  The beer went down real smooth and fast so they had a couple of more.  The place was empty with no after work crowd.  Sandy bought them a shot or two by 9 PM they were both in the bag a combination of booze, shooters and exhaustion.  They bid their adieus as the Saturday evening crowd started to drift in and went back to Jake’s house. The two flopped down on the couch and Jake turned on the TV.  They sat quietly for a couple of minutes then Molly hopped up and said she had to get something.

Jake was flipping channels when Molly walked back in from the bedroom where she had gone.  She was totally naked except for the black leather boots. Standing by Jake’s head she parted her pussy lips:  “See I’m all red and swollen, is that offer to kiss it and make it all better still open?”

Jake reached up and pulled Molly onto his face and she began to ride his tongue.  After her first orgasm she turned and undressed Jake, then she mounted him and sat down hard.

“Neither of us will be able to walk tomorrow.”  Said Jake as she bounced up and down on his cock.  He pulled her down they kissed deeply as they both came. 

The next morning they awoke in the same position, they had cum and fallen asleep at the same time.

That evening after Molly had gone home, albeit bowlegged and limping.  Jake took inventory, he had a large hickie on his neck that would take a week to disappear from one orgasm he had given Molly, his ass had scratches, and puncture wounds, and his shoulders looked like someone had raked them with a knife.  His dick was raw and blood had seeped out of the fore skin, which had been worn away by Molly’s various orifices.  ‘All in all I would call this a successful weekend.’ Jake thought grinning as he remembered the fun, smells and sex, you don’t often find someone that is that in tune with you.  ‘Hope she doesn’t get serious, one woman problem at a time is enough.’

Jake began his game of secret squirrel, he didn’t suppose you just walked up to someone and say:  ‘Hey I got someone I don’t like, would you castrate him form me?’ His plan was simple he began to buy gas, and coffee at the quick stop where Darla worked.  As in most quick stops the schedule was a hand written affair posted behind the counter, so it was easy to time his visits to her schedule.  Jake was careful to always pay cash, not wanting to leave a name or a way to trace his identity, should things go awry.  After three weeks of gas buying and coffee drinking he drew several conclusions:  Darla was a knockout, most redheads are not spectacular looking, she was.  She was intelligent, and dare I say well bred, she stood out amongst the slatternly types that normally work in this type of establishment.  After all 9-10 dollars an hour doesn’t get you much of an employee even in upstate.  One thing did send chills through Jake, was the number of 14 and 15 year old boys that hung around trying to get a peak at Darla, she was a magnet.  Jake wondered how short a time it would be after she got discharged from her probation that one of these boys would be getting the full treatment, a blow job, and his nuts crushed.  Darla was leading the boys on too; she was like a wolf cutting out a lamb from a herd of sheep.

Finally he felt he had enough information.  He approached her on a Tuesday afternoon about 4 PM.  “Hi Darla, how would you like to have dinner with me.”

She looked up startled.  “No thanks, I’m married.”

“Well bring your husband but he will have to pay for his own food.”

“Cute, very cute.”

“Yes, I am cute, but there is this really great little gourmet restaurant over by the falls in the old 17^th century house.  Excellent food, I have a business proposition for you.”

“A business proposition, no thanks, as you can see I am making far too much money in this fine establishment to ever consider outside work.”

Jake addressed her by her full name and said:  “I know all about you, who you are, what you have done and all that.  I’m not a cop or a probation officer, the offer is for a really great meal, and to listen to me for a few minutes, if you don’t like what I propose walk away, no questions asked.”

“You don’t work for the feds, state or county?”

“Nope, how about it?”

“Guess it couldn’t hurt, when.”

“Tonight, your off at five, I’ll give your directions to the place, its about two miles from here, and be waiting for you in the parking lot at about 5:15.”

“I don’t want to sound like a sixteen year old, but I don’t have a thing to wear.”

“The place is very casual, you know that, and it will remind you of old times.”

“Yes, I don’t get many restaurant dates these days.”

The restaurant was run by a young couple; graduates of a nearby culinary school.  She acted as the waiter, he cooked, and the menu for the day was on a blackboard.  They managed to put out a great meal at modest cost.  They kept it simple and had just one employee.

When Darla and Jake walked in there were only two other customers in the place, two business types having a drink at the bar, they didn’t appear to be locals.  Jake showed Darla the menu to make her selection before being seated.  Since the place was empty of diners he got as far away from the main room as possible, a table in the bay window.

He had been here several times in the past, enough to be faintly recognized, but not really well known; again he would be paying cash, no records.

The waitress/owner came over to offer drinks, Jake ordered a port on the rocks, and assured Darla a white wine wouldn’t spoil her. He ordered the veal liver in wine sauce and Darla ordered the veal picatta.

Darla began to relax, no one had jumped out of a closet, and the rich atmosphere of the little bistro reminded her of better times.  “So tell me what is the business proposition.”

“Lets eat first, then business.”  Jake had his hand on the tables.

“I will make a guess, you found out about me and have been looking for someone to get rid of your maleness; you want to be castrated.  Lets have dinner, you know so much about me you must know about Mr Burdizzo; well they took him from me.  Now I have a new friend Dr. Burdizzo, he is all shiny and bright.  Have a couple more drinks and we will pop out to my car and I will remove your nuts.  It will be a very special evening for you.”  Darla put her hand over his and began to caress it.  “Yes I’ll make it super special for you.”  She turned on a 1000 watt smile.

“Your good Darla, but I plan to live to my 80’s and die intact.  I am sure like most men that meet you I have a strong desire to see if your little cunt has the same red hair as your head.  But you are a committed lesbian, so the chances of my getting it wet with you are none.  There is not the slightest interest in having you do anything to me whatsoever.  I’ve something else in mind.  You are a remarkably beautiful woman, but some say coral snakes are beautiful too, and I wouldn’t be in the same room with the latter, and I don’t plan ever to be alone with you.”

“Well a girl has to try you know.  Let me just show you, sort of a dry run, how its done, your old enough, you don’t need them any more, let me fix you, you can have a quiet comfortable life afterwards with no stress or strain.  Just a quick demonstration.”

“Can it!”

“Okay, but think about it, you’ll come around to my point of view, I know you will. Right now you’re just curious, but later you’ll agree to let me do you.”

“As I said before, CAN IT!”  Jake was getting upset, both with Darla and himself.  Hr talk of castration had given him and erection. 

The meal came, and was as good as expected.  Darla had been a long time without this kind of food, subsisting on fast food, and before that institutional dreck.

Jake ordered a white wine after dinner, and went on to explain about his ex wife, her desire to ruin herself, and the cause of it Henson.  “So for a good sized fee, I want you to do what you do.  That is take this guy to a motel or some other secluded place and relieve him of his little problem causers.  You get your drugs, I won’t  buy or carry that sort of thing with me, and you get say 2 large for an evenings work. But you have to be careful, since I assuredly don’t want anyone calling the police.”

“While I was a guest of the state, I did some research as it were.  The reason I got caught was poor drug choices.  Since that time have worked out a better formula, one that affects not only pain, so the subjectl won’t scream his lungs out as Dr Burdizzo nuts them; but also memory.  Two drugs and both short and long term memory are gone, so the appointed individual awakens without any idea how or why he got where ever he awakens.”

“Very good, but again, you have to get those I’ll reimburse you, now then about the fee.”

“What you are offering, seems low to me.”  Said Darla.

So the haggled for a while, and the deal was struck for three large but no expenses.  Jake handed her an envelop with $1200 in it, promising the balance when the job was done.

“I will meet you where he hangs out, point him out to you, you take it from there.  Let us make it a next Monday, he is always there for the poker game at the bar, you get off at 5, meet me there at say 7.  He is the sort he will follow you anywhere, just don’t leave clues, fingerprints etc if things go bad.  Now its time for the necessary room.”

Jake got up to relieve himself.  He returned sat back down, and took a sip of wine, his face clouded over and he turned to a potted plant and spat out the offending substance. “Oh Darla, you are a piece of work, you’ve $1200 in your kick, and you figured to have a little fun, after all I wouldn’t be in a position to turn you in even if you did castrate me. diazapam drugs are very bitter, and this was a sweet white wine, the bitterness came right through. So that’s your secret drug, you better learn to disguise it better than that.”

“Well you can’t blame me for trying, its what I do.”

“I guess.”  At about this time the bus-boy come over to clean the table, Jake handed him the glass of wine.  The young college student cleared the table and went to the kitchen.  No sense he thought in throwing out good wine, so he drank the remainder.  About 15 minutes later he was out of it, completely stoned, he got fired for drinking on the job.

The following Monday as planned Darla met Jake in the parking lot of Wild Willies. Jake gave Darla a description of Henson and where he was sitting, and told her to go to work.  Darla smiled at him, gave him a peck on the cheek and went into the bar.

Jake shivered from the kiss.  He drove around the block, went downtown to a walk up pizza place, had two pieces of pie.  Then he drove back to the bar.  Darla was nowhere to be seen, Henson was still at the bar engaged in a game of liars poker.  The barmaid came over with a beer for Jake and he asked:  “Who was sitting next to Henson a while ago.”

“Oh that was Chris, he got picked up by some rich bitch redhead who had the urge they left about five minutes ago.”

‘Shit, shit, shit.  She got the wrong guy, poor ol Chris the biker.  Well mistakes happen and Chris was pretty much burned out anyways, he won’t miss his nuts much.’

The next day when Jake figured business would be slow he stopped by the quick stop.  Darla positively glowed today.  “Well mission accomplished.” She beamed to Jake.

“You’re a real piece of work Darla, like nothing happened, how you could mistake tall thin Chris for short chunky Henson is beyond belief, you did that on purpose.”

“I needed the practice.”

“Where is Chris.”

“He is in a sleezy motel with two days paid up front, he should be waking up sometime tomorrow.  The stuff I use has a life of about 36 hours or better, depending on the individual tolerance.”

“Chris has imbibed or shot every illegal drug known to exist, he’ll be awake in about half the time of a normal human being.”

“No I kind of thought he was too familiar with the drugs, he got a double whammy.”

“Well I guess the harm is minor, Chris wasn’t going to settle down and raise a family.  Lets get back to the real consideration, Henson.”

So they Haggled again a deal was struck and they agreed to meet again the following Monday same place, same time, and same station.

At the appointed time, Darla showed up, Jake was waiting.  This time he gave even more detailed descriptions of location and dress and a warning about any further mistakes.  Jake didn’t want the bar wiped out.  Darla had a strawberry blond wig on, much lighter than her normal hair, and was wearing heels, a kind of minor disguise. This time Jake didn’t leave, his truck was backed in to a parking spot, he slumped down in the front seat and watched and waited.  After about a half hour Darla came out arm in arm with Henson.  Henson got into Darla’s car and they headed to another sleezy motel, this one to the north.  Jake followed a discreet distance behind.  Seeing them turn into the motel he drove past; turned around, parked across the highway and waited.  Time passed slowly, finally after about an hour and a half Darla came out of  a room.  Jake got out of his truck and walked over to her car.  Darla was flushed and breathing hard.

“You get off on this don’t you?”

“Yes, one more set of nuts that won’t bother a woman.  I’ll tell you now after the story you told me about him and your ex wife, I’d have castrated this pig for free.”

“I wish you had told me that to begin with.”

“That dear man is a metaphor, by the way what is your name?”

“No names ever Darla, I know you have connections don’t use them.  We have never met and will never meet again.  Here is the balance, try and stay straight.”  Said Jake as he handed her and envelop with the balance of the fee.

Darla took the money and moved close to Jake, rubbing her body against his.  She smelled like sex, warm sweet sex, she must have really gotten off when she did this guy.  “Come on honey, that guy is out, fifteen minutes that’s all it takes, I’ll give you the greatest sexual experience of your life, then you can just relax.  I really want to do you, you need it, you know you want it, to experience it, your hard, your nuts want it your cock wants it, let me do you.”

“You don’t give up do you Darla?”

“Quiet dear, this is my special love making for men, it’s the best proposition you will ever have. Darla had his fly down and her hand inside his jeans massaging him. “Come with me inside, let me fix you my special potion, marvelous women will love you in you mind.  That’s where sex is, in your mind, not your balls, you need to give me your balls and I will give you the greatest sex of your life.”

(You can read on, or go to the end and see a story from a parallel universe)

“Good-by Darla, even seeing that red hair by your cunt isn’t worth it.  You leave first, and don’t follow me.” Jake got her hand out of his crotch and walked back down the road to where his truck was parked in a grove of trees.  He got in and waited, he saw Darla’s tail lights flash on, and her car pull from the lot.  He gave her five minutes, then rather than going straight to his house he went north, circled through some back roads and again parked.  He waited fifteen minutes, flashed his taillights a couple of times on the deserted road and saw no reflection.  Then proceeded home, making extraneous turns and detours.  At home he parked his truck next to his car, taking his pistol from below his seat he placed a magazine in the 1911A2 and let the slide go forward, and put the safety on.  He walked to the front door of his house pistol by his side and sat down on his stoop, there in the dark he waited. It was 9:30 by this time, and Jake was fairly certain he had not been followed, then he heard footsteps coming through the grass.  He became very alert it could be a neighborhood dog, but it wasn’t.  In the dim light a female form appeared, as she got closer he recognized, though dimly his neighbors wife Elaine.

“Hi Elaine, don’t jump I’ m just sitting here in the dark looking at the stars.”

“But it’s cloudy.”

“Well I may have to wait a while, problems.?”

“Yes one you may be able to solve.  My husband is up in Corinth looking at packaging material, and I thought it might be a good time for me to examine your package.”

Jake wasn’t sure he understood what the woman had said, but thought: ‘This sort of thing doesn’t happen to me, women don’t throw themselves at me I have to chase them and beg.’ He could see she had a pitcher of something in her hand and two glasses.

“Thirsty.” Elaine asked.

“I could use a drink about this time, whatca got.”

“Tonic water with a pint of gin to make it more tasty.” 

“Sounds good to me.”

Elaine sat down beside him on the concrete steps.  In the dim light he could see she had on a bathrobe.  He had admired her since she her two kids and husband moved in.  She had black hair that fell to her shoulders in waves, tall and big boned, with olive skin, Jake had wondered if she was Greed or Italian, but had never asked.  Then he noticed she had on knee high black leather boots.  ‘Oh boy.’ He thought, can this be an accident or has she been doing research.

“I like the boots Elaine, they are really neat.”

“You think so, I heard you like them, as a matter of fact I heard when a woman wears boots like this you will do just about anything for her.”

“Yes I have to admit they do fascinate me, hold that thought.”  Jake quickly disabled his pistol, removing the chambered round, but leaving the magazine in.

“You know my house is above yours and we have a good view of your deck.”

“I guess I knew that, but never gave it any thought.”

“You know my husband has a night vision set of glasses.”

“Noooo, didn’t know that.”

“We watched you and your little friend all night, and then again in the morning.  My husband said it was the best sex he had seen, better than a tape, and we got so horny we fucked twice.”  Elaine’s robe was open now revealing she was not wearing a bra or nightgown.

This appeared to be and invitation so Jake began to caress her breasts, then leaned over took a large nipple in his mouth and teased it.  Elaine held him close and lifted the breast so he could get a better angle at it. “Mmmmm, I like that, your good with your mouth and tongue, I’ve something else you can kiss.”

Jake inhaled Elaine’s perfume.  It was very musky, ‘It must be one of those new high tech perfumes, made by some mad scientist.’ It got his attention, ‘This stuff should be called eau de available cunt.’

Elaine undid her robe revealing her sex, though Jake couldn’t see in the dark, she had a bikini wax job, but had left plenty of pubic hair in the middle.

“You really like these don’t you.”  Said Elaine as she opened the lips of her cunt.

“Yep, I really like them, I like the taste, the smell, the feel, I like to hear a woman scream as she is licked and sucked, the feel of her bucking against my face as she cums, the thighs gripping my head, then the feeling when its driven home, and she screams, yes I love it all.”

“Oh god, eat me Jake, make me cum with your mouth.”  Elaine began to wrestle Jake into position.  This wasn’t hard.  So on the front steps of Jakes house in the dark; he made love orally to his neighbor’s wife.  Later they would go inside and fuck, her perfume mixed with sweat and body fluids drove Jake nuts, and he stayed after it most of the night.  Later she ate him, her husband was always embarrassed by this desire of hers, Jake had no problem letting her blow him.  He encouraged her caressed her head as she sucked, and lightly touched her head to let her know he was about to cum, she held him in her throat and let the cum drip down the sides of his cock.  Normally he didn’t make a point of going after women this big, Elaine in the high-heeled boots was just an inch shorter than he.  When she came in his mouth and squeezed his head with her strong legs, she just about suffocated him, maybe there was something to these big girls after all.

Elaine left at 5:30 AM with no sleep, to get her kids ready for school, and to shower for work.  She was an accountant, with the firm that did Jake’s taxes. Jake lay in bed contemplating his fate, things like this never happened to him, but it had.

To summarize:  Jake and Molly kind of drifted apart, he had spent so much time on Darla and making sure his ex was safe from Henson that he had forgotten about her.  His ex and Henson as expected drifted apart as Henson’s libido drained away.  Henson was somewhat chubby to begin with, but with his nuts gone he ballooned up to 300lb. Jake stopped by Wild Willies one night and saw Molly smooching in the corner with a para-medic he knew.  Rather than have a problem, Jake backed out the door and went elsewhere for a drink. He never saw Darla again, and avoided the small town where she lived and worked. Elaine brought it to him, every chance she got, including a quickie in a broom closet when he went to pick up his taxes at her office. She bought two new pair of boots, Jake loved both pair.  It had been Jake’s experience that when you got a little ‘strange’ unless there was something more than sex, you lost interest after two or three sessions.  Not so with Elaine, Jake was falling in love with her.  Sometimes when she was in her period, they would just sit in the dark and talk for hours.  They began dating, and finally Jake asked her to marry him, and she accepted.  Her engineer husband was not pleased since he sort of considered Elaine as his wife, but being a good yuppie, he knew better than to object, that sort of thing wasn’t done these days.  He took the two kids and moved back to North Jersey to live with his mother.  As it turned out Elaine was half Greek and half Italian, and 100% Catholic.  She got an annulment; Jake took the instructions and was baptized into the Church.  If made his confession did his penance and now he out Catholic’s the Pope. They had a small ceremony; his son was the best man, and her daughter the flower girl.  The engineer and Jake’s ex sort of hit it off, and started dating, don’t know it this will lead anywhere. Jake and Elaine sold both houses and moved to a small cabin in the mountains nearby, it of course had a great porch overlooking the valley below.  Jake found out Elaine didn’t wear any special perfume, she just smelled that way naturally.  Sometimes after going down on her, he wouldn’t wash his face for a day, just so he could inhale her essence. It is twenty years later now, and they are still after each other like a pair of horny teenagers.  She has 24 pairs of boots now.

(Parallel Universe)

Jake wanted to move but some part of him wanted to hear what came next, what would this red haired witch say to seduce a man out of his balls.

“You know sweet heart, my mother said silence means consent, lets go in the motel room and see how you friend is doing.  He’s floating now, doing all sort of wonderful things in his mind, every dream of sex he has ever had is coming true. We’ll just look, just see what’s going on, you want to know.”

“Really.”  Said Jake in dreamy way; Darla was very good with her hand, milking his cock, and massaging his balls, loosening his scrotum.

“Really, come with me inside, all we’ll do is look, I won’t do anything to your precious manhood unless you ask me to.”  Darla removed her hand from Jake’s crotch and led him by the arm back to the motel and into the room.  Hanson was naked on the bed, smiling, sporting a erection, his belly covered with cum.  “See your friend is having a marvelous time, sit down in the chair dear, and watch.”  Darla directed Jake into the chair, and finished what she had started by unbuckling his trousers and exposing his cock and balls. Next she began to milk his scrotum down. “You need a drink try this.”  Darla handed him a water glass with a brown fluid in the bottom, about an ounce, she had this ready as she felt he would come back just for a moment.

“Oh god, that is bitter.”  Said Jake as he drank it.

“I know but this will help take this.”  Darla handed him a pill and a bottle of water, Jake swallowed the pill and drank.  “Oh good boy, we are almost there.  Every man wants to know one thing about me, I will show that it is true.”  Darla lifted her dress to reveal she wasn’t wearing panties, and Jake got a good view of Darla’s red haired cunt.  It truly was beautiful.

“Its wonderful, I’ve never seen anything like that before.”  Said Jake, he was beginning to slur his words.

“Do you want to eat it little man?  Do you want me to rub it all over your face and tongue?  Do you want to lick me stick you tongue in me?”

“Yes, I want to.”

“Go ahead,” Said Darla as she pulled Jake’s head into her crotch, “lick it suck it, but there’s a price, do you want to know what it is?

Jake nodded as he began to lick the marvelous red haired cunt in front of him.

“Get use to it, that’s all you be able to do with a woman from now on, you’ll only eat it or feel.  Because after tonight you won’t be able to fuck it any more, the price is your balls.  Enjoy your last meal as a man, then I will introduce you to Dr Burdizzo, he has wanted to meet you for a long time now. I’m happy, Dr Burdizzo is happy, and soon you will be happy,  eat me make me cum. It is such a small price isn’t it?”

Jake nodded. He was totally in the spell of the drugs now, as he licked and sucked the cunt in his mouth, he cupped Darla’s ass with his hands to draw her closer, his mind placed an imaginary cunt on his cock, which he fucked and shot into thin air.  He continued to eat Darla, he didn’t get soft instead went directly into the next sexual fantasy.

“You were right, you will never get it wet with me, no man gets inside me now, but you are doing well with you tongue, too bad you aren’t a girl, well very shortly you will be at least half way there.”

Jake continued to lick and suck the cunt in his mouth, now all sorts of things were happening in his mind.

“I see your ready to meet Dr. Burdizzo, you came all over my leg.  Well after tonight that won’t happen again.”  Darla moved from Jake’s mouth and got the shiny metal castration clamp out of her waiting bag. “Isn’t Dr Burdizzo beautiful?” Holding the shiny tool aloft for Jake to see.

“Mmmm.”  Crooned Jake who was being given the blowjob of a life-time; in his mind.

Darla got on her knees and began pulling harder and harder on Jake’s scrotum. “You love him, and you will love what he does to you. Do you want to meet him?”

“Who?” Slurred Jake.

“Why Dr Brudizzo silly, he is here to castrate you, take you little balls away, so you can be happy.  You wanted to meet him since the beginning.” Darla had his balls stretched out to the fullest and could easily see the chords she wanted to destroy. “You want to meet the Dr. don’t you.”

“Yes.”  Said Jake, a tear formed in his eye.

“Are you ready to pay the price for seeing my cunt?”

“Yes.”

“Then say it little man, tell me, ask Dr. Burdizzo to castrate you, fix you, make you a thing.”

“Yes, I’m ready, castrate me.”  Mumbled Jake as another beautiful ephemeral girl went down on him.

“Good you will so enjoy being castrated it is the best decision you have ever made.

Its party time, time to crush your nuts, hold real still for a minute and Dr. Burdizzo will take care of you.”  Darla felt for Jakes cords, crushing one then the other.  Jake seemed oblivious to the pain and came again. Darla shivered as the thrill of what she had done ran through her body. “I do so love the feel of the cords crushing, that is the most satisfying part of it, the crunch as the cords collapse your balls are gone.  Little man, I’ve made a eunuch of you.  Of course unlike the slob on the bed when you wake up you will know Dr Burdizzo visited you.  I noticed you have a pistol in your back pocket.  If you can’t take the thought of Dr. Burdizzo’s visit, put the pistol in your mouth and pull the trigger, like a good little boy. Okay?” Darla wasn’t sure if the post hypnotic suggestion would work, but it was worth a try..

“Okay.” Whispered Jake, he was floating in some mental whorehouse.

Darla packed, went around the room wiping anything she touched clear of finger prints, and then left the two former men to their dreams. Not being a professional she didn’t know enough to empty Jake’s wallet.  Oh well she will learn.