"There are some couples in the library, wrapped up in each other, if you know what I mean," Abigail replied. "For more privacy, there are a few rooms ...long this, the north hallway, and some along the south hall. Here in the north, please don't go beyond the stairway -- beyond are the staff quarters." She flicked a glance at Tina. "Use of the second floor is a membership privilege." We may look into it later," Alonzo replied."Very well. I know of one room along the south hall that isn't made up;. Meredith had soon finished her little routine, and came closer. She took pulled a scrunchie from her ponytail, and shook loose her long, black hair.'So? How are they?' Josh asked looking at the artificial limbs.'So awesome,' Meredith jumped in place, apparently without any effort whatsoever. 'It's like being on a trampoline or something.'Josh handed her the water bottle, and Meredith drank greedily. Josh examined Meredith closely.'Any swelling?'This was always a problem with wearing her legs. As he was watching her, the other two couples started doing what they'd all planned to do before they'd gone out to drink that night -- switch partners and fuck. The other two couples switched mates and began to get undressed while Rob sat there with an unconscious wife, totally fucking drunk and out of it. As Rob watched her for a moment, he heard the others started to make the telltale noises and sounds of guys and girls playing with each other, having oral sex, getting turned on and then. That night, after he had coaxed his way into her apartment (she had told him she had to get her paper done) he didn't seem as upset about the evening’s turn of events as he initially seemed to be. His eyes were on her as soon as they sat on her sofa. He seemed to have no sense of personal space either; sitting right next to her on the large soft, their legs touching. His rhythmic movement beside her was continuing. What the hell was he doing? The motion reminded her of something, but she didn't.