Just because I don't meet some stereotype ofmanliness, doesn't mean I'm not a man. I may not be good at sports, I mayexpress my feelings a little more...easily, but that doesn't mean I want todress and act like some parody of womanhood. And it sure doesn't mean Iwant to have sex with other men." What are you going to do with us?" one of them asked."With you? Nothing but leave you here. It's your van I want. I will driveback to your headquarters with it, and bring with me my response to whatthey. Slowly, he presses himselfinto me and I cry out. I open my eyes and look down to see between mybreasts my wife with a wet smile and her hand around a plastic cockpressing inside of me."More!" I scream in a voice that sounds so melodic. Please give memore. I pant and fuss shifting back and forth to allow more of thephallus inside of me. I want it all in. My legs spread as far as theycan and my hips jerk forward. "More!" Back and forth it slides inside.Every push brings a force of pressure. That tiny link, that connection Beth had created between them in the 'nothing' place, was Béla's only link with her. Other than that, Beth's mind simply wasn't functioning. She wasn't even dreaming.'Did the 'nothing' suck out your soul?' Béla wondered, momentarily, then decided it hadn't. Her sister's joyous, though brief, reunion when she had first touched her mind after having been lost for so long wasn't something a soulless being would be able to project.'Come on, now, ' Béla sent. 'It's. .. should I run out and..." No need, I happen to have some with me. You never know when you're going to need them." Yeah, right," he said staring at the camel toe visible through her skintight thong as Haley searched her purse for the condoms she'd bought just before driving over to the Klugman residence.Finding the condoms, she giggled as she let the string of attached rubbers dangle from her hand."You must have been a girl scout," Johnny said, managing to find his real voice for the first.