He quietly explained the potential market. Men and women in today's society live in great stress, even children are stressed, studies show. His artificial cocks, "Jessies" as he kept calling them, could be carried in a lady's purse or worn on a wrist, to be sucked or licked whenever the user had a case of nerves. A man might wear one strapped to his collar or affixed to the head, like the microphones that Madonna and Britney Spears use. Even schoolchildren could use them, to allay the worries of examinations and social functions.

"Think of the actors!" Jesse went on, getting more and more animated. "Stage fright will be a thing of the past. Politicians can suck my Jesse before they debate each other or stand up in the Commons. Or say a boy has his heart set on a girl and doesn't know how to approach her....all he needs to do is sit down, unwrap a fresh Jesse, suck it like a popsicle, then go persuade her. He'll be relaxed and suave. In no time at all he'll be in her pants, my God Pat, the possibilities are endless!"

Pat frowned, then brightened as a thought occurred to her. "Oral sex, Jesse, it'll be ubiquitous!"

Polly began crying and Pat got up to heat some milk. "No need for that," Jesse said, "Watch, and please don't be judgmental until you've seen it."

He stood and unzipped his pants and put his erection right to Polly's mouth and the little one reached out as if for a stuffed toy and began to suckle noisily. "You see, Pat? Pacifiers too! I could make small Jessies for newborns, two foot Jessies for parties, different color Jessies for blacks and Asians, my God......"

Pat watched in amazement as Polly blew her father, and Jesse struggled not to let his face go to slack, he didn't want his wife to think he actually enjoyed mouth-fucking the baby. "Here goes," he panted, and fired his load. "See?" he said at last. Polly was smiling, waving her little fists, cooing.

Well Pat was a conservative woman, to be sure. She voted religiously Tory, just as Jesse always picked Labour. But Pat was no fool. Her husband had puttered himself right into a gold mine.

"We'll do it," she said......(cont)