I lay panting on the bed as Kerry came up to kiss me. “Feeling better, brother darling?” she asked. I could only nod. We spent the day just mill...ng about the apartment in bathrobes not bothering to dress, grazing from the pantry and occasionally fucking when the mood struck. I think we must have fucked in every room of the house. It was as if we were making up for lost time. “We should have done this years ago,” Kerry said, her head nestled into my shoulder. We were laying on the sofa in the. That was just great. Again, I held my peace and politely nodded.Cindy came out of the bedroom wearing one of the only two dresses she owned. It was a dressy sundress. I wondered how she felt being out femmed by her ex-boyfriend. I also wondered if she knew. She got her purse and Dan escorted us to the car. It was strange to sit in the back seat of my own car but I knew they would never tolerate anything else. So, as demurely as I could, once again drawing on Carol's memories, climbed in the. “What was that between eight and nine? I didn’t sound much like a number.”“I’m sorry.” She sobbed“Well I guess we’ll have to start again.”“No please.”“I’m afraid you are in no direction to beg for anything. Although I will give you a slight break whilst we remove that lovely red dress of yours. But first let me get a photo.” And I went to my bag and pulled out a digital camera and took a few snaps of my helpless captive. She wriggled against the bonds but that only made the snaps sexier. I then. She can hazard an educated guess that this hard drive belongs somewhere in the second half of the 21st Century. It causes her to briefly reflect, not for the first time, as to how, even when circumstances had begun to grow dire the world over, humanity had continued to churn out new technological devices for day to day enjoyment, for some kind of happiness. It registers as neither a good nor a bad thing to Naea. Merely a curious thing. She happily slips the device inside her satchel.She is.
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