" Paul thought as he found it strange how the virtual food filled him. They tasted as real as the food in the real word. Except for him being the sole...human being, everything seemed as real as the real world.Finishing the food, Paul got on the school bus and headed to school. Class was as he remembered them. Except that they were void of people. He couldn't help but be reminded of those Charlie Brown cartoons when talking to the invisible teacher. He also had to remember to use the ladies. I'm one of the few who know his sexual weakness, the mouth and tongue. I close my eyes as I wrap my long, rose-colored tongue around the sweet, minted candy cane. I know how to tease him as I take the candy cane into my mouth and shove it, like it was his 'sword'. His long... thick... hard 'sword.'5 inches. The first five I can take in with ease. The next 3; this is where I know my trouble will be. I lick my lips before slowly wrapping them around where the head would be. I suck lightly for a. I'll order you FDAU, and insert my oil bottle tube in next to the plug, squirting clear coconut oil past it's depth, deep into your ass and filling you up with half a cup. I'll then pull your face up to my cock and balls, rub your face in it, then quickly grabbing my cock, I violently mushroom stamp your face, and ask if you will submit to me and my cock. Saying yes, I tell you that you are now my sex slave and must follow my orders.Okay. Open your mouth and throat sissy slave, SycVyc is going. Tomorrow we were going to redo the demo bus attack with the fire chiefs and the 911 people at the shooting range at noon. With Jason on the board of directors there he simply posted that part of the range would be closed from 11AM to 3 PM to the public.On Wednesday night we were flying out to do the Thursday and Friday seminars to complete this college year. We were going to fly to Charlotte and check in on the site there and spend the night.Thursday morning I was going to meet with Max Kelly.