She'd bark like a dog and then turn around exposing her heart shaped ass with that pink pussy just staring at me. She'd go over to the thick rug that ...e had in front of the fireplace and lie down on her stomach sticking her ass up in the air.No matter how tired I was, no matter how hellish my day at work had been, she never failed to get me up. Sex with Drea was an endurance event. After living with her for six months, I realized that we'd never turned the TV on. All we ever did was sleep, eat. You'd like to rise it,but it's impossible. You can feel it, every single finger, but it's likeparalyzed. Then you find that the same thing happened to your legs.You're about to cry for help, but no sound comes from your mouth. Youcan still breath, but nothing more. You're sitting in front of your PC,immobilized. All you can do is to sit and wait. You have really badfeelings about it."Compatibility process in progress. Gathering data... 80%... 85%...90%... 95%..."Fear glows in your eyes. You can. Sometimes we go to out to dinner and dancing. Sometimes we go to our house for beer and barbeque. Always, we swap before the evening's over. It's a fun, social evening with friends that includes sex, Timmy. That's all." She put her hand over mine. "Now, be honest. You've wanted Taylor since junior high and now you'll have her. Not every week and not every time we swap. But enough."Taylor was Zach's wife, and she was hot. I had drooled over her since junior high, but somehow fucking Taylor. Arthur delighted at the helicopter views of the traffic snarls caused by thousands of people trying to flee the city only to be turned back to their homes or, in the case of the unfortunate commuters, the temporary shelters being provided by churches, hotels, universities and hospitals. He rejoiced at the video clips of his ferals wreaking havoc at the hotel. He noted with glee that, despite the official assurances that a disease was the root of the problem, every clip he watched had variations.