And they did go wrong."You know that saying, 'This isn't brain surgery?'" has asked one evening."Sure," I admitted."Well," Kevin said with a wry grin,..."I'm beginning to think maybe this is."I nodded. I knew what he meant. "Is there another way we should look at this?"He shook his head. "If there is, I can't come up with it. We're close, but trying to meet all the criteria is like pushing into a balloon full of water. You push in one side and it pops out the other. I'm wondering if we can. My house is only a few blocks away. Surely you can do me afavor, can't you?" Well, maybe, but I may require a little payment, if you know what I mean," Ilaughed. Part 3I was surprised to see three cars in Lisa's driveway as I approached. What thehell, I thought, why couldn't she get a jump from one of those cars? Lisa openedthe door as I walked up to the house, and invited me in. I noticed she woretight blue jeans which showed off her feminine figure. Inside, I was surprisedto see two. Once I entered a virtual room and found twenty thirsty men waiting for Anastasia. They stretched her beyond what would have been impossible even in the physical world. She screamed with pain and pleasure.Her blond hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her puckered lips never had the chance not to be wrapped around a massive dick or two. In that room, Anastasia wasn’t human. She was a plastic object which men passed around to please their animalistic needs. They came all over her perfectly. ‘Do you think that anybody would notice if you sneaked into my room for an hour or two?’ She joked. We both knew that that was not a possibility. We strolled down the garden to the arbour seat where we could not be seen from the house and sat just enjoying the closeness of just being together. I put my arm around her shoulders, turning her so that I could pull her face up to mine and our lips came together in a gentle, long kiss our tongues just very lightly flicking at each other.