I wasn't sure how long.I glanced over into the next cell and saw Jess fast asleep on her bed.We can sleep!It was a miracle.I laid my head back, sank i...to the gel and gratefully closed my eyes.I can't begin to describe all the wicked dreams I had, some horrible,some exciting, some arousing, some just plain weird. * * *I began to get a sense of what was happening to me, and I didn't like it.The nanos were typical nanos. The glass cage provided the subliminals.Now. So, being the kind husband, I called Mike over & asked him if he could handle sloppy seconds with a hot pussy. He had his huge, hard dick out & was stroking it right in front of Darlie's face... her eyes were locked on it as he pulled it up & down, smearing the precum over the huge head. This caused Darlie to have another huge orgasm as he said he'd wanted that all night & thought he wouldn't get any. He pulled his shorts off & lay down beside Darlie. She reached over & gripped his cock in her. Even though we were technically neighbors, we haven’t had much conversation. But her mom and my mom were good friends, and there was a good relationship between our families. But still, we couldn’t have a good conversation, as she rarely came out of her home and I rarely visited their home.But I always used to ogle at her whenever she came out to go for her morning walks and at other times too. But I didn’t make it very obvious to her. I have even masturbated a number of times thinking about. As she stared hypnotically at the undulating smoke the image of her brother appeared to her, mouthing her name. Startled she jumped back a step rubbing her eyes and when she looked again, he was gone. Reaching out she touched the sketch paper, it was cool and smooth, there was nothing of Daniel there, it had all been in her mind. She was losing it, her mind was failing her and now she was hallucinating. ‘I’m standing on the threshold of madness.’ She thought. ‘But aren’t all artists mad?’ she.