.."The two descend into the room beneath and Tamara quickly changesexpression from ironical to impressed, as she suddenly finds herself inan ambient t...at seems taken right out of a cyber punk videogame. Theroom is considerably larger than the basement above, for starters, andit's filled with all sort of computer terminals connected tosophisticated and costy looking equipment, along with a number of largeboxes and other containers piled on top of each other on the far wall.There are also quite a. There has been nothing, of late, but doom and gloom woven on your loom. Perhaps it's time for you to take a rest, assume my shears, for awhile, and let a new cycle begin."Perhaps ... it is nearly time for the end of the age," The Matron agreed, "but not just yet. Let me complete the weaving of this era with something bright and colorful; a cheerful note to continue into the next great panel of the story, if my dear Veránda can spin us one last new and cheerful bit of thread, worthy for this. If too much noise comes from a flat the owner has to submit to being disciplined. The rule was set at a Management Committee meeting last year. Most people found it funny but they voted it through, just as a dozen other blocks had voted in the policy, and just like several people in all of the blocks of flats who went on to make too much noise they were going to get a visit from Miss D. Jane said, “It really is a bad rule.” John said ruefully, “Well we didn’t mind when it was others being. . fuck me...” and I did until we both came. As I pulled out she spun around and licked all three flavors of cum off my shrinking pecker.We varied when and where we fucked “with foreplay”, as we referred to it. She did share that I was in her thoughts as she was “wife” to the accountant in the bed we shared. I think she was subconsciously thinking she’d like to be my wife. Not a bad thought.A few weeks later she said she had an idea to run past me. She knew I was living with my parents and had a.