The party was winding down and I finally popped the question to Cheryl. Would she like to stop over to my apartment afterwards. To my surprise she sai... yes. Cheryl followed me in her car back to my place. Once inside I took Cheryl in my arms and we kissed. Cheryl seemed a bit reluctant at first. ‘Tom, you need to know, I am different,’ she explained to me. ‘Different how?’ I asked Cheryl. She didn’t answer at first and we kept kissing and I was undoing the buttons of her top. The top came off. Just like every other morning I made a pot of coffee. Then sat drinking the whole thing while my head removed itself from my ass. I needed to do that before I even came close to getting myself up to speed for a new day.It was my day to hook the water trailer to my scooter for the trip to Fred’s house. There I would fill the twenty gallon plastic tank for my half a week’s water supply. I usually did my laundry at the same time. His washer and dryer were in the garage where I filled my tank from. ?? She said, in a clear voice, though it wavereda little.? Sparrow didn?t understand whathad happened but as if magically, Sapphire knew she didn?t understand andwhispered, ?That?s called a nipplemodulator.? It simulates hundreds ofdifferent sensory modules directly into the nerves of the slave?s nipples fromelectric shocks, to clamps, to burns to suction.? Master has just simulated placing a firmclamp on Ionia?s breast.?The machine allows him to change the feeling without changingequipment.?. Some light banter ensued. Susan was teased a little for being so keen to show off her nakedness, a sight that everyone had obviously seen before. Anne and she shared some anecdotes of the time they had lived together in the house, and one or the other or both had been caught naked in the house, or out the back, by tradesmen, or other unexpected visitors. They admitted that not always had this been accidental. The mood was very jovial, helped along by the wine. No-one else, however, was inclined.