When the entire thing is glistening, he holds himself and points it toward her. “Ready?” he croaks. He clears his throat. “Now, take it easy. We...can stop whenever...”But the woman isn’t waiting. Already she has her ass lowering, and is moaning softly when she feels the heat of his throbbing meat come into contact with her twitching asshole. Alan watches her take more immediately than just the tip like she has previously. He stares openmouthed, incapable of speech. Victoria moans again, pressing. She reached up and ran her long fingers across each breast, rubbing her thumbs across the nipples. Then she pulled one breast up as far as she could and reached out with her tongue. She was just able to caress her own nipple. Then she repeated the action with her other breast."Oh yes, Peter." she said softly as familiar sensations coursed within her. "Right there."The image of the young man was so real she could smell the soft freshness of his sandy brown hair. The sparkle in his bright blue. . well, maybe its not all that implausible after all. You think that this 'implant' was put there by the Wisdom or something like it, don't you?"She shrugged, as well as you can shrug when nuzzling up to someone, said, "Not our Wisdom, no ... that doesn't make sense. But – that trouble Yvonne had in Switzerland – we know there are probably others ... maybe with different objectives ... different methods. The question is, can we do anything about it?"We gave Queta another dream, of course. This. I'll take this upstairs and talk to Weena a bit."I finished my cereal, put the bowl and my glass in the sink and went to wash up and brush my teeth. Then I got dressed and went back to my computer. I read some uninteresting stuff about depression and treatments. It looked as though people preferred to drug old folks, not really do anything to make them better.I heard Mum getting Sarah up and went back to the kitchen. I got another bowl and spoon and the multi-coloured kid stuff that Sarah.