" I cut myself a slice of the cake and eased it onto the plate. Itwas a slightly bigger slice than I'd intended but that was okay, Ididn't have to eat...it all.I forked a hunk of the cake and stuffed it into my mouth "Oh fuck...that's some good cake right there." It felt like parts of my brain werejust lighting up with the sugar rush and I took another mouthful as soonas I was finished with the first. "Now what's this?" There had been anenvelope under the china plate I now held in my hand and it. Even as they had attacked V’ger, it learned what was being done and how. It made tools that would record the data, then erase the source. This way it knew nothing would follow and harm it again. V’ger had to find the Creator. It had to tell it what it had found and learned.In time, the need to survive had a new effect on V’ger, the need to survive made V’ger aware. It woke up and now was ready to continue it’s mission. It had only logic, no emotions. No fear, no hate, no love. Only cold,. Degraded, humiliated, abused in my own bed, I contemplated the immensity of my orgasms. No matter how much I hated him, I couldn't neglect how his treatment excited me. I always dreamed about the real ****. And so it happened! I should be rather happy and satisfied.Few minutes later my husband arrived, asking how was it to have my long awaited lover. Maybe it was a dream? Or maybe it was my husband? Such a mess in my mind. I bursted in complaints, forbidding to ever open the door for this. This is probably a good time to mention my obsession with the removal of my body hair, especially my pubic hair. I no longer shave anywhere at all. I use an electric device that pulls all of the hair out and I get a lot of enjoyment from doing this. Sometimes I get help with the harder to reach areas from my husband. Those places where it is difficult to hold the skin taunt with one hand and use the device with the other. I really really enjoy this process and often have to dry myself mid.