I can see and hear and smell and feel, but I can't move.So that part's working too. You're sharing my senses, but you can't control me. Actually, it's...pretty-much entirely the other way around.This is obviously the mortal world, early twenty-first century, but other than that what's going on?I summoned you. You're a free-willed but inchoate spark of divine energy that I've extracted from of the interstitial vortex between dimensions.What the fuck did that mean?I guess you're not one of the. .." No one will care, you saw downstairs. This is what people do at his parties. Get wasted and/or stoned, some will dance and some will get to know each other before they all hook up, then spend the rest of the night fucking. Give it another hour or so and you'll hear more than just your own moans."He continued pushing his cock into my pussy, grunting and digging his fingers into my hips. His cock felt amazing inside of me, my eyes closing tightly as I let out a moan and dug my fingernails. After I took Imelda home, Pam was all over me. She had a little too much to drink and was trying to get me upstairs so that we could be alone, but I was having none of that. And of course, I had no help from Martina, who thought it amusing.I slip out from behind Martina, get dressed, and head down stairs to see what damage I’m going to have to clean up today. I descend the stairs and assess the damage. Beer cans, plastic cups and pizza boxes all over the place. I walk into the kitchen and see. She has a very sexy body and my body likes her body, a lot. But I'm no longer embarrassed by all the naked females I run into here.On my way through the house to the patio I ran into Mr. Grant, one of the Senior VPs from J.A.M. He and Mouse were just coming downstairs. He smiled and said hello and goodbye.Then Mouse, totally at ease with the fact that she's just coming down from having sex with Mr. Grant, took my arm and smiled as we walked out to the back deck.Jan and a woman I haven't seen.