Yes it was me, and I seemed to be awake and not in some very real dream. I walked back into the bedroom and saw that the girl was still sitting in the...bed. “Good morning,” I said. “Who are you?” She smiled. “I’m the girl who you wined and dined last night,” she replied in a slightly South African accent, “and I’m also the girl that licked up your spunk off your cock and swallowed every last drop.” I was standing at the end of the bed looking at her. “Are you sure?” I asked. “Absolutely,” she. She went on to say that she hoped that in due course I wouldn’t need to have sex with either of you and that I wouldn’t have any desire for any cock at all unless she permitted it. I can't believe that I won't want cock again but who knows.Anyway, after she said all this to me, she knelt on the floor by my side and kissed me on the lips, before lowering her head and sucking my tits. I almost orgasmed, I was in heat.She then slid a hand down over my tummy till she reached my slit. I was so wet,. " I grabbed a couple of cokes from the fridge and we made our way onto the deck. She took a seat at the picnic table and I sat opposite her just to be on the safe side. She raised her eyebrows and asked "What's the matter? Are you afraid of me?" I replied "You girls just about killed me last night so I'm not taking any chances. You just might try again." "Relax Greg, I'm not here to jump your bones even though I would like to. I'm here to talk with you about Sandy. She needs your help on. She had specifically told the sound engineer to cut out that last bit. But she was a professional. She maintained her cool and continued to read the script.“There are literally dozens of calls like this, all pointing to this ‘Cynthia Royal’ as Majestic Woman’s secret identity. Police have cordoned off Ms. Royal’s house and have been questioning neighbors. It is apparent that no one in the neighborhood has seen Ms. Royal since shortly before Majestic Woman’s disappearance. Dan?”“Thanks, Gloria..