I had here strapped to this very table, man did she squeal like a pig. Eventually when my wrist disappeared she started begging and squealing for me t... stop,’ I took a sip of my drink, letting him take in the picture. ‘And did you, stop?’ I pointed up to the camera, ‘That had been switched off,’ I said and started grinning. ‘So you didn’t stop?’ ‘Well, the dumb bitch couldn’t remember the safe word.’ He started laughing, and then stopped himself, ‘Sharon would remember the safe word.’ ‘You’re. Debbie’s mechanic, Paulina, was ‘Pegleg Petrouchka, former ballerina for the last czar,’ now a feared and fearless rum smuggler in prohibition-era America. Debbie herself kept a diary that held everything from what she ate to her views on Plato’s Republic to conversations between herself, Homer, Sappho and Lao Tzu. Sometimes it seemed that she was actually speaking to Homer in person, which she was, because her thoughts and dreams were as real to her as the physical world she lived in and the. The cars were flowing by on the main street, people heading about their day, oblivious to the power of my device in the coffee shop. I took back the portable device from Vivian and turned it on.“What's the range?” she asked.“Good question,” I said. I put in a continuous command: All;if you are driving a car, honk your horn twiceI hit enter. Instantly, horns blared. Everyone in range driving a car hit their horn twice. I winced at the sound then a car honked twice. Another car. Another. I. ‘Oooohhhh!’ It felt warm and good. Tom moaned. Jesus! Now I’m really inside this officer. I’m inside another man! A cop! Bill took Mark’s hands, and had them hold up Tom’s legs. He then moved behind Mark, grabbed the boy’s hips, and began pushing him in and out of his partner. ‘Oooohhhh!’ Tom’s moans increased as well. Bill started pushing Mark faster, and then the boy started thrusting on his own. Wow! I’m fucking a man! And a cop no less! Jesus! He continued thrusting, and grew ever more.