These were people who were given simple commands, ones that didn't change their personalities, and Mark's influence was slowly fading from them. Other... were thicker. These represented people permanently changed by Mark.Other threads and chains also branched from mark. Silver threads were regular mortals, the thick ones, what few there were, represented the friends and family of Mark. The thinner, silver threads, represented acquaintances. Each of Mark's friends had a silver thread that. Elgin bought it for my birthday." And how old are you, Stacy?" the man, Bill, asked me.He seemed larger than he really was, like John Wayne maybe, except John Wayne was bigger than anyone. Bill was just reminded me of him, barrel chested and sort of leathery, with wrinkled eyes and a strong jaw. He looked uncomfortable in the slacks and sports coat he wore. His hands were big and I could see little scars and fresh cuts, just the little kind you'd expect on a farmer. I thought I had them pegged,. I admitted that it had made me cum again, but also it felt like a hot lava travel up in parts of me that I never felt before. At the end of my orgasm it felt like a light went through my body and something had happened.Charles was standing next to me drinking a bottle of water while I was talking. He reached down and touched my pussy, I was still soaking wet and it felt great to have Charles finger fuck me while I was telling him how it had felt while he had pumped his first load into. I moved my hands slowly over my my smooth body, glancing sideways to see what made him hot. When I started groping my ass, his eyes grew large and he got a big grin on his face.He pushed the curtain aside enough to step through. That's when I noticed another guy standing a few feet behind where flip flop had been. His left hand bore a wedding ring, his right hand was down his shorts, and his eyes were on the show. Flip flop got right to it. He ditched the towel and I saw what I estimated.