Either way we ended up talking for hours. It was 1 o’clock in the morning by the time our conversation slowed down. She leaned over and with a surpr...singly firm grip, grabbed my arm to look at my watch. ‘It’s past one!’ she said, sounding surprised. ‘I’m so sorry I kept you this late. It was just nice to talk to somebody.’ ‘I enjoyed it too,’ I said, smiling. Lori’s hand was still on my arm. In apparent unison, Lori and I both realized the nature of her touch. We looked into each other’s eyes. He lifted my legs and inspected my hole. He nodded, 'Good little slut this. Proper little bitch,' pulling on my flacid cock, which had shrunk to the size of a teat on a baby's bottle, 'Just how I like 'em.' He then whacked his cock against my hole, causing me to mewl and shift my weight against it. He plunged in, filling me up, as Jackal lowered his cock on top of me. I sucked away, tasting his pre-cum and my juices, not caring what these guys would do. Jackal started face fucking me, thrusting. On a whim Joshua reached over and placed a hand on Alice’s knee. Her skin felt so smooth and soft - her flesh cool under his touch. His cock gave another small lurch in his pants as he slid his hand up a little higher on her thigh and squeezed gently. Alice continued to stare blankly ahead of her as he began to caress her legs - it was just so wrong and exciting! A brief thought of what he could do with the spores sprang into his mind - he could turn Alice into his own personal sex slave! Hell,. A Meeting with Pearce and Charles: Fletcher drove into the city. He’d scheduled a meeting with Pearce and Charles. They’d done some additional research, and he wanted to see where they stood. He pulled in the lot, got out, and went in. It was a Saturday, but Pearce and Charles were already there discussing what they’d found out. As Fletcher walked in both men stood as was expected when a supervisor or lead shareholder showed up. Fletcher liked the deference, but had never gotten over feeling.