---So, that’s my dilemma. I can go back to the only life I’ve known for decades. A life of hedonistic excess and near-perpetual bliss, of exquisit... tasting drinks and an endless variety of implausibly amazing sex. The only downside is that it’s not real. But unlike most on the planet, I have a choice and I understand the options.Somehow, Andra pushes open the door and joins me in the tiny bathroom. The tears flow down her face as she sees me holding the mask. "Please don't," she says. “Don’t. ------ To: EllieFrom: Maria Subject: STOP IT! Stop it Ellie, you are one of the most beautiful people I know. I hate it when you put yourself down like that. Can’t wait to hear how your “dinner date” went! ------ To: Maria From: Ellie Subject: RE: STOP IT! I can’t help it if I feel blue… Dinner went great, Uncle Frank asked me if I had a boyfriend and I broke down and confessed, I told him that the boys in my school never even bothered to look at me. He said it was because “guys” can smell a. Then I felt something, perhaps a finger, run along my thigh and up to my crotch, then trace around the dildo until it very gently touched my clit. I jumped, unsure who was doing this, and hoping against hope it was Sir.I heard him (or her?) pick up the note and unfold it, presumably to read it. There was a pause, then he seemed to be moving the things in front of me, then apparently stepped into the apartment. I panicked again at the thought I might be left outside in the corridor.Then he. Sula loved the power of making Jenny’s body jolt. She undid Scott’s pants helping him to step out of them, and Jenny unbuttoned his shirt. Sula stood, and she and Jenny kissed again, then Scott in turn. His cock stroked by both girls sprang to life. Jenny laid Sula on the bench seat, the vinyl feeling cool on her back. She crawled and kissed her way up Sula’s teenaged body. They lay breast to breast, kissing, Sula’s legs bent at the knee to hold her lover in place, arms embracing.“You’re moving.