The game. Consensual reality. Damn! I'm on a sleeper ship. Zeegee. I don't feel any gravity. Things start to come together.We collectively call oursel...es the untriggered. We live and die as pupae until we arrive. The consensual reality we call "The Game" keeps us sane as we travel down the eons waiting ... waiting. We are NOT soft little gibbering creatures that make nasty noises. We are arachnea. we EAT nasty soft little gibbering creatures. I clash my fangs twice as I attempt to grin. Damn.. “Now turn around for us,” she tells me as she stands behind me, opens my gown and slides it to the floor with her naked body pressed against mine as Jimmy gasps at the sight my almost nine-inch erection poking out of my jock strap as he uses two hands to stroke it.“Love your hairy torso and the way you shave around your big cock,” Joan tells me as she puts her arms under mine and teases my nipples. At the same time Jimmy is rubbing my torso with fragrant smelling oil. Two lots of fingers on my. Traffic, last minute emergencies, final phone calls could all make him later than either of them wanted. However, they were both anxious to be together again and fulfill their needs, both physical and emotional. She thought of the last time they talked on the phone and the memory made her clit twinge. The phone sex they had was unreal! She never would have dreamed she could be so ultimately turned on by a voice or that she could make any man so hot over the phone. What they had was unique and. I grabbed my purse, and shoved the pair of panties into it. I decided I'm not wearing a bra either. With trembling finger I put on the jumper. My pink nipples hardened and moisture covered the lips of my pussy. I hoped that no would notice.I rushed into the kitchen, quickly ate, then told my parents, "Hurry up, I'm ready to go!"My dad flashed my mom a questioning look, she rolled her eyes and said, "I'll explain later dear. Now, let's get going I have a lot of things I need to do."We climbed.