Color burned across her face, her green eyes sparkling with lust.I seized her arm and pulled her out. She didn’t resist.“See, Henry, this is what ...’ll do,” I said, leading his wife over to him.He stood there gaping at me, his face twisting with conflicting emotions. His podium shook as he trembled. He swallowed as his wife’s heels clicked on the smooth, black flooring of the stage behind me.“This is how I’m going to bring people together. How I’ll negotiate with world leaders.” I grinned at. So, I might as well try to be a grown-up, manly-type man.It was 7 p.m. when I knocked on their door. I figured I'd given them enough time to clean up, maybe have dinner, and settle down with their wine, or tea, or whatever the hell they drank on a Saturday night at 7. And I figured if these two babes were going to be caught home at all on a Saturday night, I'd better drop by early.I'd been watching out the front for boyfriends, but I hadn't seen any. Jeez. What if they're gay? A couple of naked. “Yes!” Sabrina could barely get a voice with her word. “Yes what?” Troy turned up the heat. “I want to feel your fingers on my clit.” Sabrina was now holding on to Troy’s shoulders for dear life. Troy moved her bathing suit and slipped his fingers around her clit. He started to rub. “Where else do you want to feel them?” Sabrina gave in. “In me. Finger my cunt!” She ordered. Troy did as she told him and she could feel herself getting close to cumming. Sabrina kept her moans low, but it was. I thought of the last moments at the gate and the glowing sphere sprang up around us as I felt inside two of the women I loved. I could see my children growing in both, separated by only inches. I thought of the procedure I remembered and held the two growing eggs in Elizabeth.I thought of them going into Sam as if through an invisible syringe going from Elizabeth’s womb into Sam’s. I settled them against the walls of her womb and thought of the way they should be connected. I sighed as I.