He would tell me to play with myself and I would do as told. I would get naked and lay on the bed and fondle my tits and finger fuck myself. Sometimes... Matt wanted me to use my vibrator and I would. There was nothing I wouldn't do for him. I told him that I loved him. He was such a gorgeous man, and so potent. I couldn't get enough of his beautiful cock. And there was always the possibility of becoming pregnant.Sometimes, I called Matt at work and begged him to come over and fuck me. I told him. It reminded me that we were getting quite an accumulation of dirty towels that someone would have to end up washing with our clothes. The mundane things have to be done along with the extraordinary tasks we were trying to accomplish. I mentioned my thoughts on the matter as I ate and I was surprised that the women had already talked about it among themselves. I agreed that we should take the morning while it was raining and work on the routine but important little things that needed doing.Julie. I could barely remember the man anyway, but reading his lifes work could wither down my resolve. I really had to stop doing that. He had been the reason I became absorbed in written language, in English. I was too attention deficit to become a great writer like my father had been, so teaching had become my career instead. If I couldnt create my own realms of fiction, I could at least have the chance to teach someone else who could. Suddenly remembering why I had come to the library in the first. Anderson." She said and got up from her desk to go to the cafeteria.While she was going down in the lift, five soldiers were making their way up on the stairway to the top floor."We're arresting the owner Marcus Anderson and taking him to Headquarters for questioning, so it's a straightforward entry and extraction, no need for weapons but have them ready just in case." The Sergeant in charge told his men.They all nodded and checked that their arms were in safe mode and then they continued up.