"I believe you,please tell me about this program. Why did you decide to stay and livein Tolerance?" The mind swap was supposed to be for a month," I s...arted the story."The program didn't cost a penny but what it did cost was six months ofmy time."Mildred gave a questionable look."You see, Tolerance had only one doctor before I came. Her and herhusband are also part of Dr. Knox's program." That was the doctor who just called?" No, Sam is my nurse, he is the one who called. Mom please hold. It was significantly longer and thicker than the dildo, and Mark’s musky scent was overwhelming her already. He nudged her cheek playfully with his rock-hard shaft and chuckled at how her eyes, though full of fear, would not leave his pulsing member.“Go on, then, baby,” said Mark finally, grabbing the back of Gina’s head and pulling it back towards the monstrous mass between his legs. Hearing Mark call her ‘baby’ was too much; Gina could no longer hold back. She began sucking Mark’s cock. They were putting the paint, drop cloths, tape, brushes and rollers in each of the rooms and hallways, as well as making room assignments for the painters. Barbara’s mother asked, “How many volunteers are you expecting?” “I can hardly believe it,” Walter said, “seventy-five people volunteered plus a professional painting crew of 10 men have volunteered to paint the sanctuary. With a few drop-ins, we could have 100 people working here tomorrow.” “What are you going to feed them?” Barbara’s. The man accompanying her, her husband, ostensibly, quietly looked on, not saying much; except to watch his wife and the young African man as they chatted. The expression on his face (the husbands, that is) was similar to that of other married men I'd seen there in similar circumstances. Fascination was one word for it. None seemed to express the slightest amount of discomfort or jealousy. Jealousy seemed to be the most rare and scares commodity there! I understood that very well.