By know i didn't care anymore and actualy to tease her back a bit i placed my hands under her t-shirt and started to rub over her nipple's. We did thi... for a while when i noticed the movie whas over and it already whas 11pm. I pulled away and told her she better go to bed. Whit a disapointed face she got of the couch and went up stairs. I took out the DVD, put it back in it's cover and put down next to the tv. Went upstair and opened her bedroom door to wish her a goodnight. When i saw she was. Dr. Lunt had turned on a monitor attached to a small computer and was watching with rapt interest the virtual image of a naked woman as it moved and twisted in simulated swimming motion. The image looked vaguely like the woman the crew had seen nearly 2 hours before; but, the image lacked the definition or physical beauty of the real thing. Dr. Lunt's "virtual" Tracy was based on the telemetry being sent from her implant; the figure was shapely but smooth and inhuman. The image had no face but. .?" I was confused and trying not to make it harder on her. She was being so loving. It almost made it sadder."This..." she said and she leaned in and kissed me on the mouth. I kissed her back, lost in the taste of her lips, letting the caress of the fantasy take me away for a minute. Then I remembered. She's straight, I'm not. And I'm in love with her."Wait, this isn't going to work. I don't want you to do this if you don't feel it," I said, afraid she was just feeling badly for me."I do feel. Greg did not seem to notice the effect his mention of Deacon's name had had on me. And I did not have too much time to think about it as Greg slid upward as I knew he would, as he always does as soon as I orgasmed and slid his penis into me and began the short strokes, usually 10 to 15, before he tightened and I felt his semen seeping into my vagina. Perhaps anticlimax is appropriate as Greg climbed off and went to use the bathroom as he always does. The vibrations deep in my womb were still.