Linda I will see you first thingtomorrow." Thank you Mr. Reynolds." Don't mention it."As the day ended we were both elated by our prospects. We walked...outtogether and we got to my car before she looked over to me with aninquisitive look."What are you doing?" She asked. "I was going home with you." Linda we are not doing that anymore. It's over. I'm you and you are menow. Have a nice life and go to your own apartment."The coldness in her voice stung as I looked at my new license to figureout. She recognized the girl; it was Stephanie, her daughter. What was she doing here? Jenny didn't even know her daughter knew where she worked. Oh, God! She was practically naked in front of her daughter! It was too late to hide.Stephanie pulled the ear buds out of her ears, coiled the wires; disconnected them from her cell phone and laid them on the table.Steph, honey, what are you doing here? How did you get here? Mike did you bring her here? Please take her home. Mike smiled."Stephanie, honey,. "The Creator," Timekeeper replied. "He is looking for us."This time Reg did detect the reverence in the sword's voice. Reg looked up as a short, unassuming, elderly man sat down to his left at the gaming table. The old man was dressed in a tan cotton jumpsuit, of the kind worn by elderly men everywhere. Zippered in the front from crotch to neckline and held in place by a built in belt with a silver buckle. Attached to the belt on his right side was a large rune inscribed ring holding several. At first there was resistance, but hecontinued to push, then with an almost audible pop, he slipped in, pastmy defences. My sphincter opened to welcome this intrusion, as though itwas meant to and the cock slipped deeper into me. I moaned with pleasure, no pain, just pleasure. Some part of my mindworked out that the nanobots were continuing to rewrite my internaltissues. They were repairing any damage done by the intrusion of theforeign object, but more than that they were re-writing my.