She closed the door, sliding the bolt across. Hands on hips, legs slightly apart, shoulders back, chest thrust forward. I gaped at her. She raised her...eyes and I shut my mouth. “Stunning.” I said, and meant it. She smiled, turning a full circle, slowly. The mirror behind her meant she could see my reactions at all times. I think my appreciation was apparent, as she gazed at my crotch. “Just the effect I was hoping for,” she said. Tentatively, I put my hands out, onto her arms. She didn’t pull. It would have probably taken even longer if the McKesson Group hadn't sent out a press release announcing the formation of a joint venture with Proto-Tech industries to manufacture and sell fuel cells. Once it did, I was suddenly the center of a new kind of maelstrom, this time one made of publicity and notoriety. I was getting married in less than six weeks and my life was suddenly under a microscope.I found myself sitting on television sets doing interviews. I did the Today show and the. After a while, though, I could feel my bladder protesting and I could also smell the coffee that someone had started, as it reached it completion. I gently tapped each of the ladies to indicate that I needed to rise and Mom gave me a very curious look. I wasn’t sure what that was about, not until I began pissing and Mom seized the chance to grope me the whole time. Her hands wandered freely over my body, caressing every last inch of my skin. I nearly lost control of my stream, but she simply. Angel and I ate with my wives that were not working elsewhere; so this time I did not get messy with food. I then puttered around in the garage, taught a Tai Chi lesson, and generally just goofed off this afternoon. I knew I needed to take care of a couple more of the bad guards, because 50 would be too many at once. I would see if I could knock off a couple of them a night until I leave. Now that I knew their mental signatures I could get to them whenever I felt up to it. In fact I had time.