I was to be her first woman, too."You must be hungry after that long trip. Let's eat." Lina says, as we start walking out of the bus terminal. "Yes, i...deed, I am," I reply, hoping a little food will help settle my jarred nerves. We head over to this nice little place that has outside seating. As we sit and chat about this and that, I watch them with interest. I wasn't surprised to find them both shorter than me---most people are---but they weren't by much. They were exactly the people they were. I stroked lightly around the fat, swollen outer lips of her pussy with the tips of my fingers. Applying pressure where it felt good, easing back when necessary. I found the entrance to her inner depths and slipped my middle finger inside. Her highly aroused state provided more than enough lubrication to allow easy penetration. I stroked that finger in and out rhythmically for a couple of minutes, and at the same time returned to kissing and sucking on her tongue.Then, quite by accident, my. "Maybe not, but the question is, what exactly is it about our supposed relationship -- yours and mine -- that's making her unhappy? I haven't seen any sign that it's got anything to do with her wanting first dibs on me." Oh, I think she's weakening. I think she's gonna start accepting your invitations, just to save me from a fate worse than death." I don't really think that boinking me would be quite that terrible."Georgia laughed. "I don't, either. But she's a mom, after all. Imagine her. Wake up floating. You were alive, and given that you were hovering in mid-air, you had succeeded in giving yourself powers.You want to celebrate, but the lights are distracting you. Mental lights, each radiating a complex array of feelings. Prevalent among them, desperation, sadness, and a foreboding sense of gloom. What you had been feeling before you succeeded.Concentrate on one. We're going to die, we're going to die, we're going to die. The boss is going to be so mad.You aren't an imbecile..