We each put a finger up the others arse enjoying feeling how tight it is and making sure that everything is clean.You lower your head to my cock and g...ntly kiss it.One hand cups my balls and the other strokes my cock bringing it to an erection.I return the favour and carefully push one finger up your arse frigging it slowly while kissing your knob end.We break off and dry ourselves as I admire your beautiful cock.We go back to the bedroom and lie next to each other on the bed.We hold each other. I would have turned on the light and read but felt embarrassed that the people would see I was awake and overhearing them.Eventually my curiosity won out. Standing to one side of the window I could see past the bamboo.I had seen my neighbour, a plumpish pleasant enough looking woman in her late twenties or early thirties, before. That night, she was kneeling in her court, naked. At first I thought she was ill or might have fallen. I stepped closer to the glass.On her far side was a man. He was. She let me climb into bed myself thankfully, however I found out that she would’ve helped me if she wasn’t fetching a dozen blankets to bury me with.“Get some sleep, I’ll check on you in the morning. Goodnight Max.”I grunted a response before rolling over to my side and shutting my eyes. I was finding it hard to care about what was going on to be honest. I’m pretty sure it was just the sickness talking but everything seemed so bland right now that it disgusted me. Was it really the sickness? Or. "Major Erickson, General Wilfred's aide: "Sir, Arthur C. Clarke afamous science fiction author, once said that science of a sufficiently advanced level is indistinguishable from magic. I'd say that this is just a really high level of technology."Man: "Not exactly. Science is the domination of the universe through its physical modification. Magic is the modification of the universe through direct exercise of will. True, at a sufficiently high enough level science does become indistinguishable.