”“I promise I’ll come back,” she said, grinning at him. “I can always come back.”Mac sighed and picked up the cannon. “It has some charg... in it,” he said, somewhat surprised. It had been lying out in the weather for several weeks and was exposed to that nuclear fireball that Lisa had spewed out of her mind into the sky. It had also been absorbing sunlight for the last month or so, and the charging core had absorbed some of it.“Okay, Baby,” Lisa cooed. “Do me!”“Do me? Now you sound like Mama. Mireille had diverted her phone to mine ‘in case of emergency.’ Determined to capitalize on the moment hoping it would be one of her girlfriends, I answered, “Sorry Mireille can’t come to the phone, she has her mouth full.”
“Are you still having lunch?” Her friend Jan asked.“No she is sucking her toy boy’s cock. And it is huge. You should see her working on it. They are both very, very impressive.”“I am phoning from the security door. Can I come and watch?”“Of course. I will leave the door. They certainly have taken off I thought to myself. I knew at that point that they wouldn't be coming back to their much younger college boyfriend anytime soon, if ever. They had moved on quickly it seemed and had told me not to wait around for them. While I had no inclination to find another girlfriend at this time, I knew pining away for them was stupid and unhealthy. I went to bed and fell asleep thinking of them anyway.Wednesday and Thursday flew by with the long practices. Steph and I. .. staged part ... like I used to think it was and not how it really is. The Program showed me that there is a difference between touching my body and touching me and even if Burk had gotten that far, he ... he couldn't touch me. And that, I could get thru it." She giggled. "I don't even think it woulda been good sex. And I'm so glad Tank came by when he did but I would have been ok if he hadn't. And last week, I wouldn't have been. So please, please don't cut the Program."Stephanie stood up.