She had traded the ability to choose for the ability to feel. She had traded an existence based on guesswork and subterfuge for one of certainty and ...rust. If you are controlling something you must always be one step back from it to be able to see the whole, if you are not controlling it you are free to completely immerse yourself in it. Now she could immerse herself in whatever was occurring to her, never worrying about appearances. She had only to react to the way things made her feel. . ”“So I get to talk to all three of you at once,” Oscar said. He had been expecting cloak and dagger, but this was rather surprising.“That’s right,” the elderly man said. He laughed at the expression on Oscar’s face. The young man looked like he had just bitten into a lemon. He picked up a packet and said, “Here are your credentials for the conference.”Oscar took the packet and opened it. After reading the affiliation on his name badge, he asked, “First Temple of John?”“Hey, it was the only. She still didn’t react or perhaps was acting like nothing weird was happening. I kept my head on her shoulders, and said “Oh the heat is killing me”, i smelled her hair and was getting the best arousal ever though till now I didn’t know what she wanted. I moved my head so that my lips touched her neck and she moved a bit, the movement might just have been casual. In the mean time when reached her place. As it was too hot for me to return home on my own, and as I was aroused to an uncontrollable. After each had made a quick trip to the bathroom, they fell asleep in each other's arms.At two AM, the alarm went off. Manny was in a fog. He had set the alarm to waken Jackie for her scheduled watch, but she was still asleep. He decided to take her turn at the helm and let her sleep until six. He made a pot of coffee and went up to the deck. Manny and Trace chatted until Trace was ready to get some sleep. Manny suggested that Trace might sleep better in the V-berth instead of the bunk. Trace.