Something about sometimes being a vessel for some greater good. Don’t ask. Anyways, I just wanted everyone to understand that this story is meant to...be tongue and cheek. I don’t condone murder, or adultery. I just have a twisted sense of humor… In fact, I don’t even quite know where to post it… Erotic Horror, or Humor & Satire. I’ll post first in the later of the two. Which is the purpose for this warning. I’m sick and twisted. In what you would call ‘fetishes’ and ‘humor’. Basically, I’m not. He left and I took the shower and wore a top with legging.He came back, fixed something and went away, he gave his number and saved mine saying in case if I needed any help I could call him.He went away after that.Later next day my husband got to call that his mother was not well want to see children and asked him to come along with me. I excused myself and told him I cant come since she never liked me.My husband along with children went that evening.While going, he told the watchman to look. So know at times when we video chat! He wanted to watch my husband and I have sex. So my husband and I finally talked him into coming here, were we got a motel room. So the evening when he arrived we went to a club and had few drinks, and chat about our day and really small talk. So luckily the Motel was across the parking lot, so after awhile, we made are way over. When we got in I wanted to take a shower, so he helped me get undress as he also did. He wanted to join me in shower, so we're in. “We must keep in mind that this is an asset with fading value. Each moment this specimen is not used, there are fewer live cells to perform the task. Many of you are not even candidates, you are beyond the ripe age, and many are not of the required purity. We MUST use what we have to its maximum yield and that quickly! I propose that the hall of virgins be opened immediately, and the ripest made ready to receive.” “But what of the quality? What is the ratio?” Another yelled from the gallery.At.