All of the lights on the cellar circuit are twelve volt and run off the batteries constantly. They are kept charged by the outside power. These gauges...can tell you what's going on." I pointed to a small row. "This one tells you the voltage flowing into the charger. It should show one hundred fifteen to twenty volts when outside power is present. This gauge indicates current use. If you press the button, under this last one, it indicates the amount of charge left in the batteries."Eve said,. I opened my legs as if by instinct.She wasted no time and crawled up and kissed me directly on my moistness. Her lips were soft and full. She sucked on my lips into her mouth, then began licking and kissing me more and more.Her fingers; one, two, three… I don’t know... pumped inside me over and over. My hands grabbed her head hard as she took me over the top once again.The feeling rendered me unable to speak or control myself. I came and came one orgasm leading to the next until Emma had had. David stood by the bathroom door and imagined his mother soaping her body as the water cascaded down her shapely figure, the water washing away the foamy lather as she cupped each breast in her hands, caressing them with her foam covered palms before running her hands down her lithe body, washing her long slender legs down to her ankles, then working her way back up to that special place he had enjoy only last week. He could feel the bulge of his erection pressing against the material of his. The shrinks say it is catatonic schizophrenia. In other words they think that I lose contact with reality and go off into some fantasy world in my head. What none of them seem to understand is that it isn’t fantasy. It is my reality - and that reality includes occasionally going catatonic in public. Being a zombie in public means police and court involvement so I have to keep seeing a court-authorized shrink to stay out of legal trouble.Recently Dr. Susan - she insists I call her by her.