”“You can’t do trans-dimensional programming without a crystal. Were you born with one?” she asked, looking at him quizzically with her head t...lted to one side.“You may be surprised to learn that we people from primitive planets may find a way to do the impossible! The only crystal I possess is the crystal in my slate computer,” said Jason, “but I’m not sure what you are trying to ask or say.”“So how do you do trans-dimensional programming and programming analysis?” She asked him.“I’ve really. To my shock, he chuckled lightly and a faint smile curved his lips. I felt like I was seeing him for the first time, which, in a way was true. Never had I ever made eye contact with him, and usually his head was bent while he read through some form of document. I mostly saw the top of his head and his profile. Now however, I was clearly seeing the man responsible for an empire. He looked so much younger than I expected. He looked no older than 35 or 40. He had thick wavy black hair, gorgeous. The first thing I'm going todo is to tidy up all that nasty hair. Now strip off and lie face downon the table please dear."I thought about refusing this most embarrassing request, but what withher pleasant demeanour and my wife's decree before she left, I decidedto comply, but left my bra and panties on. As I lay down, she laughedand told me that I didn't have anything she hadn't seen lots of timesbefore, and pulled the panties off down my legs. She commented that Ididn't have enough chest. Today, however, I was totally immersed in thought about the two young ladies I’d slept with last night.Man, you’re fucked up, I can tell. He observed. “That little blonde has you in a fog. I hope you turn on the fog lights and don’t let this thing screw up a good tournament.”I’ll be fine. I replied. Little did he realize it was both Shelly and Amy that had me in the fog.I was struggling with how easily I had made love to and then fucked my own daughter. Trying to rationalize the experience was.