May let the magazine fall to the floor. "Am I going insane?" sheasked herself. "I...I just don't know. I don't know what to do. I wishI knew what was ...oing on." "As you wish," said a female voice. May started and turned to see an oddly-dressed copper-skinned womansitting in her desk chair. "Who are you? How the hell did you get inhere?" "My name is Abir. I am an ifritah. If it helps you, you might thinkof me as a... genie. It's a completely inaccurate discription, but it'sone you can. I don’t know if she could tell how or where I was positioned against her pussy but she was getting dangerously close to the tip going inside. As if she could read my thoughts, she pushed farther back then she had before and paused as she pushed down and in. She was intentionally trying to get the tip in but wasn’t able to get the angel right. She leaned forward onto her elbows raising herself off of me completely and turned her head around to me whispering, put just the tip in, I want to. Walt, like Cynthia, had the look of being twenty-five years old. That's an odd result of the injections; parents hardly look older than their teen-age kids. Of course, it was good for the libido, too. Walt gave me a quick once-over and immediately developed an erection. He didn't seem embarrassed by it, though, so neither was I. In fact, I kinda like knowing when I give someone an erection, even if they are a little older. I looked away before I started to get damp, though.Adam and Walt were. Shops that shone brightly with neon lights are now boarded up and dark. The places that remain in business aren’t welcoming to strangers, with reinforced doors and shady looking owners sitting behind the registers. Police cars survey the dark streets for ne’er do wells, but everyone knows that the officers aren’t the ones running the city’s remains. The mobs hold the power here and to cross the wrong person could be a death sentence for any unfortunate soul.As darkness takes hold over Circovia,.