And on a personal project.”Paul: Yes, Monique, but it’s a great personal project! Are you familiar with the hypothesis that the universe is a comp...ter simulation?Monique: “I’ve heard of that but I don’t see how it’s relevant to your ass being fired.”Paul: Because, Monique, if the universe is a computer simulation, that means it can be hacked. And I figured out how to hack it. The only problem was the massive amount of computing power that was required. But once I was in, I realized that I could. Dad still wants me to dump her ass. I want to because I already wish there was a way I could marry Laci.”“OH SAL, I love you and I’d love to be your wife. Get rid of that lazy bitch and we’ll tell Mom and Dad we love each other,” Laci told him as she leaped from her stool into his open arms when he held them out to her.“Laci, I have an idea. Have you seen Timmy lately?” Juli asked.“No, not since he got his scooter and stopped going to the classes, why?”“I was just wondering.”“Sal, if I can make. We need to get back to work, but how about we exchange some phone numbers? I’d love to get a sample of that fine cock in my cunny as well as my arse, I can tell you that much,” Maureen told me with a very heated French kiss for each of us.“Yes, we need to get dressed up and rung up, and what time is it, anyway?” I looked at my watch to find that a lot more time had elapsed than I thought: it was a quarter until three.“Time enough for that manicure and pedicure, I dare say,” Larissa winked at. After her climax Kavita released her legs from around my hips and slowly slipped to a standing position next to me. She turned to her daughter Smita and kissed her as she cupped her daughter’s tits and rubbed her thumbs over the nipples. She told Smita she should have worn her bikini so she could enjoy the fun too. I told both ladies I wanted them to come back with me to my room so we could enjoy the evening together and Smita answered by grabbing my cock and looking at her mother saying I.