“I don’t know. I just wish we’d never met.” “Don’t say that, please.” “Look at us, locked away in an asylum with no hope of release an... despised by all who know us.” “That’s not true. There are many who disagree with the council on the laws against intimacy. They’re just too afraid to speak up in public.” There was the sound of echoing footsteps growing louder as someone approached. A panel in the door was lowered and a nurse peered in at the two of us, gaslamp held to the side of her face. She. The idea of sex was explained to me vaguely, I’d heard my father talk of it I knew how terrible it was and now I understand why exactly, the very thought of a male joining with me, pushing himself deep inside me, into a place I never even knew existed filled me with shock and disgust, an odd sensation overtook me though, for a second my insides felt ice cold and swollen and an odd throbbing started between my legs, I supposed it was just so much shock in such a short time but I must admit. I intended to respect her request, but I had few options that wouldn’t make a mess.In any event, Susan began to shudder with signs I recognized, signs of her impending orgasm. I buried my dick in Stacy’s pussy to slow things down a bit and watched as Susan’s orgasm built.Before, I’d always been up close and personal when she began to come. Now, I was several feet away, with a lovely young woman bent over in front of me; I had a ringside seat for Susan in the throes of her orgasm.A deep flush. We where glad to have them and I ordered drinks for all of us. They introduced them self's as Randy and Marry Jones. We talked and watched all the activity going on around us, Kim was paying most of her attention to how the black guys where going after the white women. That's when I knew some thing was wrong and I didn't like what it would lead to. I definitely did not want to.