..”About that time, she touched a super-sensitive nipple. She immediately began twitching as a self-induced orgasm doubled her up and left her curle... up on the bed. This was as good a time as any to test her programming.“Casey,” I began with what I hoped was a soothing tone of voice. “Anything you hear me say is perfectly reasonable and truthful. Do you understand?”“Yes,” she said, sitting up even though she was still breathing hard.“Your mother, who now goes by the name Sara Wilson, asked us. The Great Emerald City was now the hub of the world after the borders being redrawn over the past half century. It was ugly and beautiful and dangerous and safe and exotic and familiar and hateful and loving all at once. She knew how to walk down the street so as not to attract the go-gangers, or Lone Star (or was it Knight Errant now? Who had the city awarded the police contract to?), or whoever else had some sort of nefarious intent within them.Tonight she had a not so nefarious intent within. Thankfully, we were up so high I didn't think anyone would see us. If they did, they'd be in for quite the view, my cock exposed, bouncing about for the world to see. Starting to thrust deeper into me with control and a steady rhythm, I closed my eyes, focusing on his deep thrusts and shaft running through my tight hole. I could feel the bulging veins along his cock. God was he hard...Opening my eyes quickly to the sound of the receptionists' voice coming over the intercom, Mr. Scott's hand. This was untrue. She had planned to meet Randy for a clandestine sexual encounter that afternoon, but to her great disappointment, he was required by his father to accompany the would be governor on to a meeting of Young Democrats, so she came on home at once, petulant and unfulfilled.As she flounced up the stairs to the second floor of the Wilkerson's spacious house, Melanie immediately became aware of muffled noises from a room at the end of the hall. It sounded like a woman gasping and.