"Here you are," she placed a folder on my desk. "Mistress Sylvia droppedthat off yesterday."I was looking at two signed approvals in their names, with...a notice thatboth were to receive synthetic skin upgrades during their checkups. Andthe upgrades were being paid for from a special fund of the Council ofFirst Beings."Missy, were you aware of this?" I slid the folder over in front of her."No I was not, I only knew that I was told by her that they needed thecheckups to their systems," she. And then, for fear of miscarrying, by being seen together, I tore myself from him with a bleeding heart, and stole up softly to my room, where I found Phœbe still fast asleep, and hurrying off my few clothes, lay down by her, with a mixture of joy and anxiety, that may be easier conceived than expressed.The risks of Mrs. Brown’s discovering my purpose, of disappointments, misery, ruin, all vanished before this new-kindled flame. The seeing, the touching, the being, if but for a night, with this. Bill had commented several times at Cutthroat's Saloon, between drinks, that he and Dotty belong to Swinger's Club in Phoenix. That alone was a good indication he wouldn't hesitate a second to about fuck another man's wife.After playing hearts for about 10 minutes, everyone seems to lose interest in that game. Bill suggests playing a game of strip poker. It didn't exactly appeal to Ted other than thinking about what Dotty would look like without her shirt. Both of the girls get excited about it. I stood in front of her, turned and lowered my pants and boxers. “Does it turn you on to have that in you?”“Yes,” I admitted, twisting my upper body and head to face her. “Sometimes it is uncomfortable. Sometimes I worry it will pop out and embarrass me. Sometimes I feel a tingle when it rubs against my prostate.” I paused, unsure if I should confess the thought that only now rose to the surface. “It reminds me that I am your slave, Ms. J.” I hesitated again, but her eyes drew the truth out of.