"Percival brightened. "You mean, I don't actually look like this,Officer Cord?" Anything's possible."He stepped into the circle, and the techs worked ...he controls again.When the smoke cleared, Percival looked exactly the same."I didn't change. Are you sure it worked?" All reality distortions are gone," replied the tech.I clapped Percival on the shoulder. "Some reality distortions are moresubtle than others. And because it was at least ten years old, there'sno crime involved. You're free to go.". She squeezed and flexed her body, driving her pussy down my dick.“You dare call me a naga-slut!” she snarled. “Do you know who I am?”“The slut pumping her cunt up and down my dick,” I groaned, her hot flesh gripping my cock, her silky sheath massaging it as her body flexed. I nuzzled between her breasts, reveling in their soft feel as pleasure surged through me.“I am the Istandar of Hizzithya!” she hissed.“And yet you’re working that juicy cunt on my cock,” I groaned. “You’re just a whore for. .. how will you ever manage, do you think? You must be going up the walls by now darling.?Once the mower was clean, I set about tidying up the garden shed and busied myself on various chores around the garden. As spotless as the house was now, the garden was a picture postcard of immaculate perfection. I spent easily eight hours every day cleaning, cleaning, nothing but cleaning. At first I had hated it, but it had gradually become a routine, just another part of life. Teresa had always earned. I went back into the breakfast room and sat down. "It's all set. Beth made all the arrangements and we have a date later on. Only thing is, you should not get pregnant now. You are too vital to the farm. There is plenty of time later." I said."OK, that makes sense." She said."The vacation cottage out back is where I sleep. Beth usually sleeps with me and also whoever is there." I said."You mean she will be there during sex?" Wanda said."Nothing that kinky. She's kind of my unofficial girl.