"Why don't we get Mabel to masturbate us? It would be fun for both of us, George," Frank suggested. "One at a time or both together? I'd like to do it...either way," she said. "Both together and perhaps George and I could do it for you?" "That would mean that I'd have fingers from both of you in my pussy and I would be holding two cocks, one in each hand. I want to try it!" I stood on one side of Mabel and Frank stood on the other. He and I already had erections and she took one in each hand.. I walked into the house.On the kitchen counter was a yellow manila envelope. Joan, read me, itsaid in large red letters. I opened it and gasped. It contained a blankdiary, but also about twenty pictures taken two weeks earlier. The photographsformed a chronological record of my gang-****. There was a note. "Joan usethis diary to record what happened to you during the last two weeks. Bedetailed, be specific, record your thoughts and your feelings. Bring this withyou when you come over Monday.. ‘After I change you, you will experience a relationship with me you never could imagine possible. Once my substance enters your system, my signature will be completed inside you when our spiritual communion will begin, our genetic signatures will be virtually the same. ‘We will be genetically indistinguishable, as though we are clones of each other while maintaining our gender differences along with our personality traits when we would never feel a sense of redundancy. I’ll then and perhaps. After waiting for around 20 minutesmy friend has arrived and we met at the reception. As he was taking a room Iinsisted him to take room no 215 and he took the same.As I know that Chandan hasoccupied 214 and it would be my chance to meet her there. Later we moved intoour room along with my friend and he got freshen up and left to his relativeshouse in the town and told me that he would be coming late. The time was8.30pm. Then I tried to call up Chandan but there was no response for 3 callsand I.