The bad news is that at that scale there are a lot of neurons to sense and energize. It will take a long time to get them all.”“Jan, I know that a...brain has billions of nerves,” Kara said. “There’s not enough time in the day.”“Fortunately we are only concerned with the brain tissue that borders the injury. But that’s still an awful lot of nerves. Our resolution now goes down to the individual neuron. If we had to spend even a second on each one, we wouldn’t get very far.“I think our best. Minutes ticked by, and they seemed so much longer without her presence. Those ten minutes felt closer to thirty. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I heard her footsteps, high heels clicking, and then the door opening. She stepped through the door, and down the two stairs. She sat on the massage table with her hands around the cup in her lap. "Not much of a puddle yet, is there? That's no fun. Guess the blackmail will have to wait." She sipped her tea; a dull, unimpressed expression on her. His cock gradually thickened and rose, 'Open her pussy', he gruffly said to his salivating wife, she licked her finger and crudely fingered my cunt, pulling my pink petals open.I slid forward and opened my legs fully, the old man rising and dropping to his knees between them, his wife gripping his cock and brushing my front with it, until I started to swell and lubricate, 'She's ready', his wife said excitedly, as she guided him into me with a wanking motion.I closed my eyes as he went in. .. Mmmmm..." I smiled. I had no idea what she was talking about. All I knew was, I was happy. Happier than I'd felt in a long, long time. Folding my arms around her and holding her trembling body, I caught my breath, staring at the ceiling. I was at peace with myself. The tight ball of guilt I felt over Rebecca was gone. Dominique knew I was imperfect, and it was okay. To find a love like this once was amazing, but to find it twice defied belief. I would never share Dominique again. I was too.