Maddie giggled. “I might’ve had something to do with it being here. Just a tiny input. You don’t understand how much I wanted to get back in wit... this bunch.”So we got us a Maddie.Onward. It’s time to meet the legendary Carlita face to face.We went home, freshened up. Bill’s in his ‘respectable engineer’ knit shirt, the kind of thing he says will work for field visits and such. I’ve seen him in a shirt and tie. I’ve seen him in a suit. This is good. He looks like a confident, well-educated. Nighttime would come and there was no relief for me. My wife would retireto her bedroom, locking the door behind her. We had long stopped havingintercourse. Actually, two or three weeks into our wedding, she hadcurtly told me that intercourse with me was not pleasant and she didn'twant to do it anymore. No matter how I pleaded with her over the yearsthat I could learn what pleased her, my wife kept repeating that she hadno interest in having intercourse with me. The "with me" part of heranswer. She was able to blink, though. That's better than before, when she was so drugged she couldn't even do that.She itched between her legs. She tried moving her legs to relieve the itching sensation. She felt fluid running down the crack of her ass.'That bastard fucked me AGAIN while I was unconscious!' she thought, furiously. 'What the hell does he have against free will fucking?'A large figure suddenly loomed over her. She felt a hot, pricking sensation in the side of her neck, then it was. I have a feeling we'd make a pretty good three-way."We had breakfast together, and she left. I reminded her that she'd need to get her photograph changed on her new security pass - they'd never let her out otherwise, let alone let her back in again. Even if she did own a big chunk of the company.Downstairs, the work was going well. We now had sperm samples from three other beanstalks, apart from mine. We'd eliminated mitochondrial DNA, and quite a lot of the nuclear DNA. Either we were on.