It's just that I know it will never work and then my mother will find out. It'll be the end of her, I know!" Simon! This was your idea, not mine! Yo... agreed with Leonora. Now deal with it!" Oh! Wilhelmina, Please! What should I do?" The choice is yours, not mine. Either you chose not to dance and we withdraw from the competition, or you stop acting like a wimp, put on that damn costume, and stop the bitchin'."Although leery, he reluctantly agreed that the sheer abstraction he would have. I'm surprised there wasn't one.I checked my other two monitors and found they had decided to work. I was assembling my access PCs that were going to be used to interface with the new Coeus Colossal. What a name for a super computer. Part of the name was neat, as Coeus was the Titan god of intelligence, who presided over the axis of heaven. The Greeks had a mystical and mythological god for everything.Someone was moving things around in the reception area. I walked in and saw an attractive. His hand slid off my face and he grazed my abs with his fingertips moving his hand slowly closer to my cock. Nervously, I did the same, although I admit I lingered a bit more on his clearly defined pecs. I twirled my hand around his nipple, and I felt them grow firm. His hand was now firmly grasped around my cock. I felt like I was going to explode right there. A feeling of euphoria and ecstasy flowed through my veins. He bit his lip again, just the same as before, and looked down at my cock. The sensation of that penis finding her vagina and rubbing hard into her clitoris was breath taking.Susan suddenly woke up in the middle of that dream only to find her own hand down between her legs and fingering herself furiously under her panties. As soon as Susan realized what she was doing she slowed her masturbatory rhythm right down and relaxed into the climax that was steadily building up between her legs. She pulled her knees up hard under the sheets as her hand danced between her.