And I was wrong.I so wished that PI really was 3.0. And it was.And the universe stopped, everyone died. And I'll tell you that that was a total bugger...for an eleven year old. I sat ... err ... stood ... err existed with all of the component parts of matter whizzing round me as reality fell apart. And it was my fault.How the fuck do you restart a universe? Everyone was gone, dead, and it was all my fault. I nearly cried. Mum, Dad, even my little sister who was a terminal pain in the arse, gone,. Then all of a sudden, Rachel stopped orgasming, though Rick continued to fuck and whip her."No! Lemme cum, master! Please!"Rick didn't. Then, the whip stopped, and Rick also took out the two dildos, and removed the breast clamps. Rick whistled. Rachel heard a dog bark. What was Rick doing?"Bitch, meet Bony. He is a very, uh, friendly dog."Bony immediately went up to Rachel and started to lick her face, and then all of a sudden sniffed her pussy and started licking it with equal gusto.Rachel. .. it's our own damn fool fault for not attending the auction ... but you didn't need to get rich off it." Half the shit we got out of this house, you two would have never found." Ed said just as a now dressed and hard blushing Persephone walked into the kitchen."Gentlemen ... I do hope you'll forgive me and forget what you saw." She asked. Then she explained, "That little wench pitched a whole glass of ice water down my spine ... well ... I forgot you were here." Seph? There's nothing to. ’ She blushed as she thought about her Tyrone, the name she gave her inseminator, between her legs giving her more satisfaction that her husband was capable of doing. Mr. Crabtree chuckled as if he knew just what she was thinking. ‘Satisfaction is what we sell here at BBC, yes, sex and satisfaction, so we expect our employees to help get that point across with our customers. Do you understand what I am saying?’ Gloria could see that Mr. Crabtree was staring into the cleavage of her double Ds.