Struggling under me, she inched her hands over my left nipple and squeezed, and twisted, and pinched, and yanked, and generally caused me a lot of pai.... I was very sensitive there, having just given up on my nipple rings, and the abuse they were getting was not helping. Reacting unconsciously, I squirmed and jerked in pain, my hands going to the assaulting appendage. It was sticky… I wondered why for a moment, and then realized she’d been fingering herself not two minutes earlier with the same. We all gotout and Rita led the way as Barbara and I walked together. We enteredthe shop and it was a lot different than I remembered from years ago.It now had very elegant and very expensive decor. There was lessmerchandise on display and more room to walk around with sitting areaswith small tables next to the couches and very comfortable chairs.Yes, the main floor was more of a viewing area than one for browsing.There was even a small runway leading off the dressing rooms for modelsor. My eyes flicker open as my back arches at the new sensations. My eyes search the unfamiliar room trying to piece together, how I got here or who you were. Any information would have been welcomed. “Good Morning,” you whisper gruffly in my ear and I get a flashback to last night. I was dancing on a chair at a random party and you grab me as I step down. Pulling me close to you, we begin kissing like crazy as our bodies sway to the music. Your hands reaching up my dress. “Come with me,” you say. The discovery of the Fundamental Exploitable Reality Nootropic System, FERNS, is the only reason you weren't all wiped out. Though everybody just calls it reality warping, or the power, or psychic power, or the touch — literally anything other than an acronym that reminds most people of house plants. If they'd discovered it years before you'd probably have entered a Golden Age, although that's what the politicians and minders called your society before it was ripped out from under you.Some.