Stepping back, he retrieved a rag from his pocket to mop his brow while he surveyed his work. The floor was covered with a thick conglomeration of ca...les that lead from a series of panels on one end of the room, across to the one he was working on. From there, they disappeared behind the machine, terminating at a box mounted on the wall beside it. Basically, the machine itself was an enormous iron ball. A narrow roped ladder hung to the floor, allowing access to the inside of it. From the. , she was at a slight disadvantage from the other two women, given the slightly greater distance she was from his mouth. She hocked up, and let a big drip of saliva ooze out of her mouth. It clung to her lips for a moment before dropping directly into his mouth."Yeah!" she cheered."You're next Silvina," Paula said.Silvina leaned over him and hocked up pool of saliva in her mouth, she let it drip out. It dropped down and splashed into his left eye. His body quivered a moment as Silvina's spit. Your father is always very loving toward me, and I am always very loving toward him. And yes, I'm talking about sex, and don't roll your teenage eyes at me, because this is important for you to know and understand."I pause a moment, before carrying on."While I am always eager with your father, there are times when I’m feeling especially loving toward him. Do you teenagers still use the word 'horny' today? Well, anyway, one night nearly seventeen years ago,” I would continue, “your father was. ‘What’s it like?’ ‘Well, now you’re asking,’ Gareth said with a smile. He launched into an enthusiastic account of a city that fascinated Cath. It certainly wasn’t only skyscrapers and car chases and Central Park. There was so much to the city. The financial district where he worked. The park where he jogged every day when he could find the time. The very many and varied restaurants. The museums and art galleries. The department stores and theatres. The Rockefeller Center. The Empire State.