His body was damp with sweat. He should have taken another shower, he thought drowsily, but he went to the door, flicked the air conditioner to "on," ...nd sat down at the desk with a map of the countryside, countryside that would someday be part of his "country" if all went as he planned. Suddenly he was asleep.The clock at his elbow ticked on silently as time progressed through the afternoon toward five o'clock. The big man, collapsed over his desk, his head placed squarely on the marked area. .About an hour later when they both had cleaned up and chatted more about what happened and what would be there to come she said goodbye to Pluto and René, placing a soft kiss on his cheek and walked back to her car with a huge smile on her face, anticipating the next time she would return for the same and more.Chapter 2A week had past and late at night she had been restless in her bed, images and feelings of her time with Pluto vividly on her mind, her fingers slipped in between her wet folds,. " She said as she ran out to the kitchen to get the catalog. She sat next to me on the couch and we flipped through the booklet together. She was right, there were so many toys. Anal beads, small butt plugs, large dildos, dildos that vibrated, some that didn't. Pocket rockets. Prostrate milkers. Pocket pussys. I told Lizzie to order whatever she liked and surprised me. So that night in bed as I was trying to sleep Lizzie sat there, circling items she would like to try.I sort of forgot all about. To spread our seed.I saw the legs in the water, her face looking down from her breathing apparatus. They would swim like this, gazing down at our world, allowed the illusion they were the dominant species. Her golden hair was tied back, her thighs visible in the water, those feet splashing in and out of the water as the human went above me oblivious.The blue fabric hugged her genitals, not that the protective clothing ever stopped us. Her pink coverings were so flimsy, clearly designed to.