" She glanced at me over her glass as she drank deeply and then touched her lips with her napkin."Pity," I said tasting the coffee. It was cold, weak ...nd sour, a week old I guessed. "I'm in cartage," I told her. "And he spoke to me of a move, perhaps to New Brunswick or Amboy. Said you had accumulated some goods you were very fond of." I looked at the mass of candle sticks, shining bowls and fancy pots on the sideboard."Lord, yes, I'm not surprised. His men have stripped every rebel house in. ’ ‘Don’t worry about that,’ said Sheila with a dismissive wave of hir hand. ‘They put tape over the cameras years ago when the owner got caught selling the surveillance tapes to some X-rated movie studio. We wound up back at the farthest booth. There was your basic hardcore video playing on a small screen which Sheila quickly muted. S/he reached into a small brown bag s/he was carrying, and brought out a tiny bottle of lotion and very big brown latex penis. ‘Hold these for second,’ asked. "I'm James," he breathed in a voice that was barely above a whisper. "What?" Tony muttered. "I'm James," was the reply. "I don't want to lie to you, Tony. It's me." "How did you know my name?" "I told you. I'm James." "Bullshit. What about... What about...?" Tony gestured at James' body, particularly his tits and hairless pussy. "I know. I know it sounds crazy. But it was Linda. She's got this friend who's some kind of biochemist. I don't know what she gave me. At first I thought it was just. “A match made in ... BeePark. And look, they even put on clean sheets for us.” Another grin. “I had a parting link with Tajana. She promised they won’t be back for several hours.”Fatimanodded and fluffed up a fresh pillow and placed it behind her neck. She relaxed for a moment, enjoying Mark rubbing her instep, and then commented. “I really don’t need to be here.”“Sure you do.”“Sure I don’t. I can feel my mind, Mark. It’s fully boosted. I’ve been here six days now. That’s sufficient. The extra.