"No, I needed the tampon to soak up my lubrication when we were at the restaurant. Would you be a dear and bring me a handful of tissues?"When Brian g...ve the tissues to Susan, she removed the tampon, wrapped it in tissues, and disposed of it in the wastebasket.Then she lay back on the bed again, "Want to make another stab at it?"Both Brian and Susan laughed at her poor choice of words."Dammit Brian, just fuck me. Please?"Brian placed his penis at the opening of her vagina and slowly pushed. The people I most trusted. My wife, our sluts, our doctor, and our Vizier and her assistant.My family. We were a strange group, but I loved them all, though I loved one far more than the others.There was no electricity inside the Matmown, there could be no holes in the walls to run a wire. It would break the containment. The only opening was the door, designed to seal shut and be impregnable from the outside. Sam thought of everything: floor lamps, enchanted to glow without power, stood in the. ”“Too close, another minute and your heart would have stopped; then again, I suspect you knew that,” XI replied, mildly I thought.“Good timing then, and yes, I knew it was going to be close.” I tried and miserably failed to chuckle.“Aye, it was risky, but, considering you survived, a good decision. Had to get Rowenna to advise on treatment for you as you’re the only one who normally gives energy boosts,” Roxanne replied.“How long was I out?”“Six days.”“Ye gods!”“Couldn’t even cap you, you. This person has memory failure after a short series of traumatic events. He does not know his real name and asks to be called Mark.When the narrator refers to him, he is Lewis. When addressed by the new people in his life he is MarkToward the end I indicate where the story stops being narrated and becomes first person. Obviously a person with no memory has a difficult time telling a story well.It is nice to think you would be able to function in a certain manner when confronted with an event.