To reflect immediately only brought sin into play. He urged Beth to dress. Covering the body covered the act. Covered self. Covered both. He made sure...she was calm by cuddling her after she buttoned her blouse. Nothing out of place now. Demure self, mind controlled self back in charge of two bodies. Her pink cardigan holding the memory now of her sexual being for Bernard. Long after any genital explicitness faded from memory, its light pinkness would embrace and shape memory, a pink cardigan. Anyway, after a few days of chatting through the net and on the phone we arranged for him to meet us at a local motel, there was a pub at the side of it.Anita dressed up sexy, wearing a short black silk dress and black high heels, with a sexy small thong that barely covered her shaved pussy and of course, not bra at all.We started the night at the pub. When we were sitting at the bar sipping some margaritas, the black man, whose name was Jamal, texted Ana and said he had arrived. He walked. Were dancing very close and Carrie was rubbing against groin getting me very excited and I started to get hard as a rock. It felt so good but I did not want shoot my wad in my pants. Carrie knew what she was doing as she reached down and started to stroke my cock from outside my pants. When I told her I was about to cum, she looked at me and smiled, unbuckled my belt, unzipped my fly and slid my jeans and boxer shorts off in one motion. I was standing there with 7′ of young manhood standing. And she mentioned another kind, it sounded like some sort of enema.” “Myoclonic.” “Right! I see you’ve been doing your homework. Or rather mine.” “I wanted to know what we’re dealing with.” “We?” “Yes, ‘we’. I didn’t expect you to be identified so soon, I thought you would be here a while longer. No let me rephrase that: I was hoping you would be here longer, so that I could take care of you. Now get some sleep, I’ll pick you up after work and we’ll go to your apartment.”********* The doorman.