The next night I went to the factory as instructed, the place was deserted, but there was a small light on in an office at the far end of the building... there was a figure sitting at a desk with just a desk light on, this had an eerie effect because the spread of the light was limited because of the shade but I could see only half way up the person that looked like a woman, I could not see above the mid chest, the hands were on the desk and a glance at the hands told me that this was a fairly. When she saw my hard dick, she asked me if I liked looking at her. She then grabbed my hardon through my pjs, and said yeah I guess you do. I had no idea how her parts worked, but my dick must've liked it when I looked at her, because it was so hard I thought maybe something was wrong with it.When she finally finished peeing and wiped we ran back to the couch and we laid back on opposite ends of the couch facing eachother. She had me pull out my tingling hardon through the hole in the front of. ” “Maybe. But I know I must have my breaking point too. Everyone does. I just haven’t reached mine yet. If I’m lucky, perhaps I never will. How are you feeling now?” “Better,” I said truthfully. “Stronger. I’d been dreading going back, but now I feel I’ll be able to face it.” We stayed like that for a while, she cradling me and gently stroking and kissing me, I turning my face to kiss her in return. Presently she gave my shoulders a squeeze, then said briskly: “Now, here’s my plan for the. .." Edward Richardson, there is a band-aid on your soul. It has been protecting a wound. But it is time to take off the band-aid." I don't understand. A band-aid? A wound?" Never mind. Perhaps I was being overly dramatic. Let's walk."He tucks his hand in my arm and we walk while I puzzle over his words."You will have to tell me where we are. Have we reached the place where the path spreads out?" Er ... just a few more steps."I slow. Hesitate."What is it?" Benito asks. "What do you see?" People.