Population control of the herbivores with no natural predators, they'd originally thought, wouldn't be a problem with the Edenites present to thin the...r ranks, but now..."I suppose we'll wind up selling tickets to big-game hunters," Heisinger said sourly to Igwanda in a rare private moment. "'Hey, come kill yourself an Eden animal, get a unique trophy!' And they'll come, too, the assholes. Then they'll take home hides and heads or feet or tails or whatever and tell all their friends what mighty. “No,” Mark said. “Use it – I want you to add your own cum.”I grabbed Diana’s plump ass cheeks and spread them slightly, giving me a good view of her pink pussy lips between the matted pubic hair. I eased my hard erection into her pussy, and because Mark had just fucked her – and with her own juices and Mark’s cum – my cock slid in easily all the way until my groin pushed against her ass.Mark sat on the couch where I had just been, and Diana began to suck on his balls. I noticed that his. Yearning for what? The ultimate lover? Sex? Yes, it was definitely sexy. I opened my eyes as it dawned on me. The sound of his voice, uttering thosefour words, displaced the soft French lyrics. Now I knew how I had recognizedwhat he had really been saying to me. I was sure I was right. I had not imaginedit at all. That handsome son of a bitch had reached out with four disguisedwords and sexed me up. No wonder I had felt so confused. It was too bizarreto recognize initially. Even being certain,. I was sinking, that was true. I'd been brought very forcibly into the present moment. What had been stripped from me, and burned away, was every vestige of the clothes-wearing, conversation-having, thought-contributing person I'd once been. All that was left—though I was not conscious of it at the time (to lose some level of consciousness is kind of the point)—was an object. To become an object, one must lose her mind, and mine was certainly fading fast. But in terms of sinking? .