A number of willing volunteers went through the same process that Cheryl and Jeffrey had; Cheryl was no longer unique in that respect. The government ...lamped down on Genetic Modifications without specific approval, fearing that with the tank, one man and one woman could turn themselves into a race which could exterminate the rest of humanity. They would approve specific biological designs on an individual basis; a lengthy process full of red tape. Only a tiny fraction of applicants would live. We reluctantly picked up our belongings, and not bothering to get dressed, jumped in the boat. The light rain continued as we paddled nonchalantly across the lake until we reached the pier where we tied off the boat and headed for Bob’s cabin. Along the way, we went from holding hands to holding cocks to fondling asses until we finally arrived.Once inside we found John watching TV while Bob was starting to fry the fish and said, “Why don’t you two go take a shower and then put some clothes on,. I’ve felt guilty about that ever since.”Giddy, drunken laughter erupts from me. I smack Graham’s shoulder, loving this feeling. His own tipsy laughter rings out, drowning mine.He pays the check, ignoring my protests, and grabs my arm to help me up.“You know,” I tell him, dropping my head back to get a good look at him while we’re this close, “you’re not that bad looking.”He tries not to laugh. “Thanks, Gin. I appreciate that.”“No, really.” My brain and tongue aren’t working properly. Everything. “I err… I couldn't find my panties.” she said as she playfully lifted her negligee, flashing me her bare pussy.”I think one of the guys took them. You don't mind me going commando, do you? I'm a bit tender, and the cool air feels really nice”“No… not at all” I stammered, a little distracted. Distracting though her naked pussy might be, compared to all the things I had seen her do today, a little nudity was hardly significant.“Good, I like that. I think I could get used to it” she smiled.