“Getting this experiment started,” Amy said. “I thought you said you wanted to observe human mating?”“Yes, but,” the Doctor said, a mix of...worry and consternation, “I don’t think you’re going to need that. Unless human anatomy is very different than I’m remembering.”Amy looked just as confused. “Why did you leave sex toys in this room if you didn’t want us to use them?”The Doctor very nearly choked. “Sex toys? That’s a hydrostatic modulator. I used it to put the fluidic lighting in. Very. I gave a moan, and this time mom must have heard me because she opened her eyes and looked at me. She was obviously enjoying herself to much to be bothered with the fact that I was watching her because she just grinned at me and spread her long shapely legs even wider."You can't make love to me," she whispered, "but I'm sure Polly will let you fuck her while she eats me out." Polly looked a bit uncertain. Whilst everybody knew she wanted mom, I wasn't aware, and mom probably wasn't aware. Bonnie: Hey slaveKim: Don’t call me thatBonnie: isn’t that what you are? My little slave?Kim: (stand with a bit angry and nervous face as she realize she can’t say anything against Bonnie.Bonnie: Ok let’s start slave:first, you will always call me mistress when nobody are around.Second: The days with bras and panties are over. So hand them over now.Kim knowing that she doesn’t have any other choice starts taking of her bra, under her shirt. Bonnie: I see the shirt is a bit small; maybe it is. The weather was good. I wasn’t in a wheelchair anymore. I was just advised to go slow. It seems I had managed to contract a tachycardia; hypertension and stress were the causes the doctor’d said. I should be all right he said, but I would need to monitor things and take the meds I’d been prescribed religiously to be sure.Then, it was six weeks since my wife’s death. I thought about her and missed her every night, and really, every waking hour of every day as well.He dropped into the chair.