Her face was remarkably demonstrative and he had watched her expression change from pensive to excited to conclusive."Can I guess?" he asked."Absolute...y," Rebecca replied. She believed whatever Adam had in store for her would be wonderful even if it wasn't exactly what she wanted. She giggled when he wrapped his arms about her waist and rolled her to her back. Her long red hair spilled across the pillows. Adam was still nestled between her legs and she felt his arousal through her shorts. He. He was after pussy. It looked as if it could be a perfect match. They introduced themselves. He was Max and he was in something financial. T hey had a drink. He had a Long Island Tea, she chose the slightly crass and suggestive Sex on the Beach. They had another. He was twenty-six, she was thirty-seven. He was in some sort of relationship. She was married. They were both there for three days and they were both there to get laid. “Perhaps we should do lunch,” said Em brightly. The young man’s. She could be paired with them. ‘But first, she may have some information for us about the breeders. I got to see a couple up close, but had to nuke them before I could get a real close look. Susie and Shirley were toys for one of the breeders and their human caretaker. One of the telepaths observed them one night and described it for me. Some freaky shit. ‘Also, Erica wants to talk about what happened to her, too. Mostly just to get it off her taboo memory banks. You don’t need to hear it. “Alright. You guys okay with one more?” I asked. “How about winner takes all?” “Hell yeah,” John said. None of the guys seemed all that interested in taking their gaze off my wife and returning it to the screen, and I could hardly blame them, but deep down, I knew this would be the ultimate match.What transpired over the next 10 minutes was surely a sight to behold. At some point, John fell behind by 10 kills and resigned himself to sneaking glances over his shoulder at my naked wife. I was.