From tomorrow. And the day after. And on and on. I began to panic. My heart beating wildly. The voices, a chorus of them.Be calm John. Everything will...be ok.I recognized the voices. Some sounded like me, others were deeper. I could sense somehow that these were all my voice. My voice from tomorrow, the day after, and more.We are you. But you are not us. You are but a single instance. A collapsed probability. We are potential. The infinite possibilities. Every possibility explored, mapped and. "You do?" Yeah," I sighed, already rising from my chair and helping my daughter to her feet. "That's alright, just let your robe fall down. I'm gonna take off my clothes too. See?" I feel really hot, Billy." Trista licked her lips and the pickled estrus had thrown her hormones into high gear. "My nipples kinda hurt." I know," I said setting my boots aside and unbuttoning my breeches. "How does your cunt feel?" My what?" Your cunt," I repeated. "Between your legs, where you pee ... Does it feel. A steal cable beltwas added to keep everything nice and tight.Sean tried to protest, but found out that the hotel manager held the onlykey to his cage. "If you're a good girl," one of the women explained,"I'm sure he'll let you out on occasion for a sissygasm." When he stillprotested, the stylist said something discreetly into his ear and Seanwas suddenly filled with the need to obey her. It was the first of hersissy triggers. It wasn't very strong yet, but it was enough to make Seandesperate. She just gave a sudden look and we were silent after that. She said, “My husband’s been onsite. I am staying alone now. Can you stay in my flat just for tonight? I am not feeling easy.” I asked what happened. She said, “I think alcohol “. we reached to her flat and went inside. Wowwww! That’s a nice flat and I should appreciate their taste.I just waited at the hall, she offered some sports tracks to wear. I said, “I’m fine and I could sleep like this, no issues”. She said,” make yourself.