The truth was, that despite Tim's best efforts, Michael had been right, her husband could hardly excite her, let alone satisfy her. Her eyes closed an... she was in the arms of another -- bigger, stronger, filling her until it hurt.Tim climaxed, lay snuggled against her for a few moments, then rolled over onto his side of the bed."You all right, Honey," he asked."Of course." You... didn't... again." It's all right, Tim. It doesn't matter. I love you," she said reaching over and snuggling on his. Minimum force necessary for knock out blows. Then take out all visible heavy weapons. Then give me a force three bolt through their blast doors. FIRE!!!" Mike shouted.We all looked at him."Sorry," he said sheepishly. "I got carried away."We watched as the shots started dropping Marines like dominoes.The Marines returned fire of course.Their shots and shells were pleasantly futile.Shortly they were all down.Then the blast door was blasted in."Now."Thomas dropped the shields.I hit the intercom.. I then want you to open your mind to something new. This is going to help you write from way down deep inside. You will enjoy it once you get used to it and someday you won’t need it anymore,” Chrissy said.Rachel opened her eyes and Chrissy moved out of the way. She saw herself in the mirror and was in awe. She was beautiful. She almost didn’t recognize herself.“I want you to think of a fictional character that you feel matches your look right now. But don’t tell me what it is. I want you to. I'm dying.” He hopped up and headed to his bathroom, drinking directly from the faucet as I watched from outside. “You must be Nicky,” I said. Breaking his guzzle, he corrected me. “Nick. Nobody calls me Nicky, but my grandma and that asshole across the hall.” “Yeah that makes sense.” “Are you one of his friends? I can't believe a roach like him would have company in the daylight.” “I am definitely not his friend.” Nick finished his drink and splashed some water on his face. After toweling.