Anya was still in my arms and still asleep. But I was aware of a warm body behind me and the pressure of soft breasts against my back. I was also awar... that Anya's arm, though it lay over me, actually must have been on the person (it was Romy, of course) behind me. Similarly, the other arm resting on me was reaching over to rest on Anya. There was no escape. Not that I wanted to, of course.Warm breath on my ear. "Good morning, Hex." Good morning, Romy," I muttered as quietly as I could. "I hope. Absolutely wild! Are you ready to go, young man? Eve asks. Yes, my wonderful wife. Not you, dear! Im talking to our sweet son. Acting disappointed, Oh. Managing to break a smile, Yes, Im ready Mom. Where has everyone gone? Adam and Eve laugh. Adam answers, They left because they dont want to catch your bug. Centiger looks bewildered as he leaves with his parents. He wonders, Who cares if they catch a bug. Besides, what bug do I have? Before long, they meet seven girls on the path. Each one. So when I hear a mind coming to my cell, I put the stuff I want them to find on the little steel shelf on the wall next to the sink, and put this record under my T shirts. While they are searching my cell (which they almost always do) I paint their minds with a color I discovered accidentally when Sister Olivia found bed bugs on the mattress of a motel we stayed in. I call it the color of “Ewww” because that’s what she said when it bloomed in her brain.When they get to my T shirts, I paint them. ” My chest started to heave, my arousal spiking at the image of spending a night between Clare’s legs. Her hand pushed, and my cheeks touched her wet, slippery thighs. My tongue snaked out without the need of prompting, and I took my first taste of pussy. It was intense and wonderful. Her juices coated my tongue like black tea, honey and spices. I began to lick with enthusiasm, and I felt her shiver with delight. The metal of her rings tickled the side of my tongue. Her fingers buried.