‘Hey, you always tell me how guys don’t connect love and sex, right?’ she asked. ‘Yeah, but that’s other guys. You know what I think,’ Tom...replied. ‘Well, try to think of it that way now. It doesn’t mean anything. I’m just gonna get him off real quick and it’s done. Then we’ve got our money.’ ‘He could be some sick psycho fuck – I mean, he is, doing this to us. But he could be dangerous,’ said Tom. ‘Get the gun.’ ‘That’s what I was thinking.’ ‘It’ll be all over soon, sweetie. Just one hour,. FUCK…FUCK….and Tom plunged gently into Harry’s ass. The minute in which both men actually mated was very precious for both of them. They screamed their pleasure before screaming their orgasm. No one could have stopped them now as they fucked like a****ls, moaning, yelling, slapping asscheeks against thighs. Finally the two fuckers fucked and shot their load, then collapsed on the mattress. Tom grabbed Harry from behind and kissed his neck. It was over.. I understand that. Oh, and before we go any further, Wil mentioned something about you bringing two ... friends with you? May I ask why?”“You could say just in case I need more memory. I can force myself to remember things, but I can only force so much in a day without hurting myself or risk forgetting other stuff that I need. So I use other people to keep things I don’t need right away, but will still need to remember later. Sort of like a briefcase.“I can store stuff in other people’s minds. ” Looking around the yard, she added, “Boy, do you ever have a lot of work to do! Do you want some help?”Knowing that we would be alone in the backyard for some time, I responded, “Sure thing, but I think you had better ask at home first.”“OK, but I finished all my chores for the day so it’ll be OK.”When she returned, she announced, “Dad said it was fine with him; but maybe I should see if I can get paid for my work.”“Paid? I thought you would help out of the goodness of your heart?”She started.