"My grandmother often said that. I can hear her voice, as if she were here, as I write these words. "No, there's no end to numbers," I argued with her...when I first learned that numbers are infinite."Yes, there is. Because you can't live forever to count them all." Would you want to live forever?" Athena asked me once."Only in a world without assholes," I answered."Only pussies?"I laughed."Yes, and writers and words." As if you were any better than them, Marquis."Yes, as if I, or her, or anyone. Katherine gasps at the violence of the act, in the blink of an eye her pendulous breasts have been laid bare. She stiffens in silence, a slight tremble in her knees. Blood rushes to her bosom in the newfound cold. Her nipples stiffen. The men study her exposed flesh. Katherine makes no effort to cover herself for fear of reprisal. She fights the urge to recoil as Quincy traces a finger around one large areola. “Very nice, Quincy,” states Keswick. “Shall we have her tonight?” Quincy laughs. “In. But Casey wanted to tease Mave even more, so she eventually got onto the couch and straddled her lover. She continued to wiggle her body over him, but never allowed him to touch her. Though she could sense that his erection was soon going to rip a hole in his trousers. Casey decided that teasing time was over, she got off of Mave’s lap and knelt down between her lover’s legs, there was a thick soft carpet on the floor which was placed there for this particular reason.The girl slowly unzipped. You look incredible!” I finally blurted out.“I thought you’d like this little old thing,” she said as she stopped next to the bed and took that authoritative pose once more, her legs shoulder width apart, her hands resting on her hips. “I…..I love it,” I stammered, desire for her rushing through every fiber of my body.“I can see that,” she replied, nodding towards my crotch. My gaze followed hers, both of us looking at my prick, the previously deflated member coming back to life as my racing.