It was almost a year ago that a group of pornography producers came to your software company and pitched the idea of a new interactive adult game whic... would feature numerous characters, scenes, and endless possibilities. They wanted the game to keep growing as each user played it and thus hook them into a world of fantasies beyond their wildest dreams. With a certain reluctance, the board of software engineers agreed to program this new interactive game and assigned you as the lead software. When he stood up to go retrieve something he saw, he slid Mel off his knee. She moaned reluctantly as if she didn’t want to stop being in contact with him. When he returned she was still leaning against the side of the tub with a dizzy expression. By now used to not asking before touching her, Justin simply plunged the handled of his toothbrush into her cunt without warning.Mel shrieked while lurching forward. He had to grab her waist to keep her from trying to stand up to get away. She kicked. .. I heard her perform several time afterwards, but never was the experience anywhere near as... magical... as that day. She turned on the 'good old girl' charm and was takin' requests and workin' the passers-by; it was phenomenal. And while her singin' got more polished later in her career, to me it rarely sounded so joyful and, I don't know, singing for the hell of it, as it did that day."So eventually she was tired and we both were cold and there was a policeman the Chief had sent to make. Me: hey, what are you up tonight?A second later...Beck: nothing, thinking about jumping in the shower now that the kids are in bed. What about you?Me: joining you in the shower ;)A few minutes passed and no response. I was starting to doubt my forward approach and praying our friendship wasn't falling apart because of the other night. A few more minutes passed and finally a response. Beck: buzz in the next five or I'm going aloneI turned the car on and peeled out of the parking lot and headed.