I don't mind the mess that the idiots leave half as much as you do." I stood and walked down the stairs. I didn't get to the door. Something pushed m... up against the wall, and before I knew it, lips were against mine. Smooth and soft, but the kiss was rough. I wrenched my eyes open--they'd closed in defense to the shove--to see an impossible sight. Patricia was holding my wrists against the wall, pushing her body against mine. She kissed me again, not releasing my limbs. "What's going on? . "Does she still have this desire?" She has been thinking of that over and over since we were put under." Oh?"There was no response to this."Can you tell me what she fantasizes?" Shirley pretends that you tell her to undress. This is embarrassing, since she doesn't like the way she looks. Infrequently, she pretends that you have her do sexual things, make her perform oral sex and then have intercourse. She feels that she cannot resist your commands, and is helpless." Ahh," I said. This was. The sex session looked frenetic, lots of different positions, both moaning and talking constantly, encouraging each other, almost daring each other to fuck harder, faster, quicker. Then the videos stopped. Nothing more during at least thirty minutes… After another ten minutes my phone showed a new single image, which told me they were finished. Anita was lying on the bed, covered in sweat, her cheeks flushed. She looked spent, exhausted. Between her slightly spread thighs I could see cum. ”“What was that?”“A waiver for claims for intellectual property.”“That bastard is using his old patents, isn’t he?”“I suspect there is at least one that is either too difficult or too expensive to work around. But I don’t know enough about electrical engineering or test equipment to suggest what it might be, or how you might find out.”Melissa smiled, “I have people for that!”“You’re learning! Jennifer or Mark?”“Both of them together should be able to work it out. The big issue would be getting.