"Where's Patrick?" Reading." Reading? Did I miss something?" He calls it reading. He's in the playpen and recites a story while turning pages. He gets...the first 'Ant and Bee' right most of the time." Our boy genius!" I need to look at your arm." I took off my shirt and Weena examined the angry-looking swathe. "You've overdone it." I guess so. I wore the sling most of the time." You're healing well. We'll start exercises tomorrow. Oh, daddy called. He's home in Margaret River. Mary's fine. The. If I were you, I’d wait another 13 years before burying Paul.’ ‘You’re crazy – or you fear being held accountable for approving flawed research, and for hurting the dignity of a sentient being.’ ’13 years are next to naught in the life of nearly immortal beings like us, or of one already dead like Paul.’ ‘You don’t understand. Continuing the research until its due end would imply that Paul or any other being can be sacrificed for the sake of science – even though science itself can gain nothing. She said she is ready to try it but the place will be a problem and how to trust people. I told, I have got some good contacts through my Chennai couple friends and there are some reliable couples in Hyderabad.She asked about the place and I told her that I stay in a very good star hotel when I come to Hyderabad every month which is near raj bhavan. She said her house is just 15 min from that hotel and she can try it. She asked me to share the pictures of the couples and mine and I did so. The. Uh huh,” she encouraged me while the fap, fap, fap sound of her fingers sliding over the ridge of my glans echoed back from the wall.I stiffened, and grunted into my tightly pursed lips. Then I jerked, trapped an explosive grunt in my throat, and sprayed cum all over the wall.She giggled and slowed her hand. Two strokes later, I erupted again, and my breath blasted out my nose. Then again, and again.I was twitching and wavering on my feet when I began to dribble down her hand. I was wholly.