“This will be our fucking bed. The king bed will be for sleeping.” Tom lay my wife down on the smaller bed on her back, her thighs spread.Diane ...at on the side of the bed, poured some fragrant strawberry lotion on her palms, and began rubbing my wife’s naked tits. “Mmm… that feels good, Mistress. Have I pleased you? May I have more milk? I love your tits,” Patricia asked.Diane bent down, and gave some of her mother’s milk to Patricia, who sucked those hanging globes greedily. “Now, slut,. .I'm a good little cocksucker...I really am! Seehow wide I can get my mouth?.....uummm....You can fuck my mouth too, sir. I'dlike that too. I guess Mommy told you she is going to turn me into a pig-cuntlike her. So I need to practice my cocksucking...Everybody say's I'm a goodlittle suck-slut...even if I am so little....Mommy says my mouth is just anothercunt...Want to fuck my mouth-cunt?...Please?" Lucy said.Mr. Hammer motioned for the two boys to come to each side of Lucy's head. Theyhad to. ‘If he said so.’ ‘Well, we’ve productized the concept, modified of course. Our chemists have created a formula using the essence of FasTack with a natural lubricant. It’s designed for couples who want more stimulation than the natural friction of lingam and yoni.’ Yoni. Pussy. Terrific. My accident with Carol becomes a revenue stream for Zenellis. ‘So, do I get a royalty on this one, too?’ Saroya’s face reddened. ‘No. This was my idea.’ Based solely on my true-life experience. Saroya had said. Both the marshal and the security agent had been medevaced by helicopter to the Fairfax Hospital and were in critical condition.Trent drifted in and out of consciousness, but his thoughts were always of Isidora. Would she come? Could she find him? Would he be alive when she came? The steady drone of vital signs monitors faded as he closed his eyes and drifted off into oblivion.EpilogueIt was morning as the nurse looked down at Isidora's still, pale figure on the hospital bed and wondered. How.