"It's working. With the power of my mind—" Bullshit!" Richard said again. "What did you do, Pierce? How did you set it up? How many accomplices do y...u have? How long did they spend working on those costumes?" No costumes, good sir," said Pierce. "The genuine article. It's the tulpa, Richard. The Tibetans teach us that a focused mind, close to Dzogchen, can channel the energies of the universe and make thought into matter. And I've proven it tonight!”Richard looked at the posters on the wall. Or maybe one of the Gimps, I suppose.”“I though that Miss Adelaide had settled them?”“Yes. So probably not that. She’ll tell us if its anything to worry about, I’m sure.”Ginny turned to where Henry was standing, waiting quietly. “Henry, drinks please.”“Yes, Miss” He gave the slow nod of acknowledgement that was almost the first gesture that all Gimps were trained in. He turned to the cabinet at the side of the van and poured five measures of a clear liquor. Placing them on a tray he carried. Her version was more intimate, more erotic. I remember the way we fucked, she wrote. The way you mounted me with your cock, the way you pressed me down; we mated like animals in the field.She declared in writing the promises they had spoken to one another. That she would return soon and it would be easier. Often, over the final pages of her letters she drew the rest of their lives together: their jobs, the children she had named. Three of them.But then back to the rawness of her need. She. He tore her panties off reveling in Adeeana’s startled gasp. He rubbed the moisture beaded at the top oh his cock back and forth from her dripping lips to her tight neither opening spreading the liquid generously. She tensed as he pushed the head into her backside, but he moved his fingers against her clit and teased her nipples until she relaxed against the intrusion. ‘I want all of you imaria, will you give it to me?’ She nodded stepping back to help him impale her on his length. Another.