Cindi was my mechanic... to repair my inoperable heart that demanded her skillful ability to survive.My neck dangled back, feeling her hunger surge as...she devoured my breasts. My mouth fell open, gasping in outrageous delight as she tugged at my left nipple with her lips. Her hands spun me around; meeting her mouth with mine in an upended kiss. "Gonna fuck you... I'm gonna..." Cindi panted with flowing vigor.She splayed her tongue across my forehead, grazing it across my bald sphere. Back again. Her impulse was to scream to Alex and Philip at the top of her lungs, telling them to run, but somehow she suspected that if the two was seduced as Dawn had indicated, they might not even understand why they should run."Fuck," she cursed and started to jog down the street while praying that she, or actually Dawn, would be able to get her friends out of danger.When she reached the Annex the others were gone since long and she could only hope that they would be in her and Alex's dorm room. Maybe. Each took a stack, and dove in. That, along with Billy's coffee, was too much NOT to enjoy. They sat there talking about what they wanted. Hiram knew EXACTLY what Irene, Lorene, and Nola, and to a smaller extent, Essie, would want. Dave listened to their descriptions, doodling them on a napkin. He passed it around and it was confirmed that he had a VERY good idea of what they wanted. Dave excused himself and went out to his truck to get several blueprints he had from HIS office. While he was. "Yes, I can," he said definitely."In the attic, my mother has tons of books and magazines from the old days that she's not really supposed to have. All books that aren't specifically allowed are banned because they perpetuate harmful obsolete thought patterns and interfere with finally building the Dworkinian society." That sounds wise." Yes, well ... If my mother found out I'd be in big trouble. I'm really not supposed to look at them."Bill nodded.Amy sighed and shifted in her seat. "But how.