"I can understand that. Normally, we give the newly created families about three or four weeks to gel, and get used to the new society. Unfortunately,...Targeted Extraction families all too often don't get that. Follow me to the M.I.R., though, and let's get you started getting used to life on Thule." As she led the way out of the Nexus Room, Samantha asked Belinda, "Did you and he agree to the body mods? Do you know what you're getting?" Yes, that nice Tribune who extracted us told him to not go. He looked around the house. The house was basically bursting at the seams with people. Everyone was there except for Bev. He asked, “Where’s Bev?”“She’s entertaining Dave’s friend,” Sally answered grumpily.“Oh,” Jack said. He looked over at Dave and got a wink in reply. He figured that tensions just might be easing around the community.“She didn’t waste any time. He wasn’t here five minutes and she was leading him off to show off her house,” Sally said. She was half tempted to go over there and. She moaned, obviously wanting more. Just then, I smelled dinner starting to burn in the kitchen. I quietly motioned to Bill to continue, and walked softly to the kitchen. I took my time, silently stirring dinner so it would cook evenly. I had left my wife alone with Bill! How much did I trust him? I couldn’t bear the suspense. Even though only a couple of minutes had passed, I crept back to the den. Bill was slowly stroking his cock with one hand, and tickling my wife’s clit with the other,. “Come on Binky, why the naughty look?” Marco asked, ’’I know that look. Where did you get to?” Binky took a cigarette out of Marco’s packet and lit it. “Let’s just say that your earlier confession made me a tad hot under the collar.’’ Binky took a long drag of her cigarette and blew smoke rings into the soft July breeze. She crossed her legs and her denim mini-skirt rode up her tanned, lithe thighs. She watched Marco’s gaze travel up her legs and then she looked down at his crotch. Yes,.