"Even so Rob, it really is a gun of sorts. It fires energy though, not bullets. You definitely haven't seen anything like it before and neither has an...one else on this Earth. Not only is it highly unusual, but it will not fire for anyone who is not a member of House Manix. The slave women could each be equipped with one if you would like." It looks just like a small flashlight. How accurate is a weapon like this?" Rob asked Dale.Dale could see his friend trying valiantly to believe that what he. I remember indulging her many a night, kissing her boozy mouth and swimming through wave after wave of pleasure in a dreamy haze.I often think how crazy Carla would have gotten if we had had access to anything like the Internet in the 80s. We had computers, of course, but the vast Internet highway had not yet blossomed into what it is today. As a result, we had to rely on videos to enhance our sexual escapades; magazines and erotic sex letters magazines, too. Carla loved these books and urged. I was kind of shocked when he admitted his failure. Was he ever pissed. At both himself and his ex. What? Women couldnt fuck while they were on the rags? Says who? Danny dumped her the next day. Danny was the guy who had brought us this big sexcapade story from the internet, and he had a tough time grasping the fact he was already out. Day one. Day one and done. Pathetic. Of course I called him a no-fuck loser, which didnt help matters. I bought him his next two beers and a plate of wings. He. She muttered, “Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.” My body screamed at me as I saw her amazingly beautiful figure disappear out of my door. I picked up my controller and tried to get lost in my game, but it just wasn’t working. I heard my door open again and turned to see Alex standing in my doorway, already showered and dressed for bed. She walked in, confident as always, and pushed the door shut behind her. Alex took the controller from my hand and tossed it to one side, and then sat down.