Tears wetted my cheeks, though I was too high for anyone to see them. I had loved him. I would’ve gladly taken him as a husband, if only he could ac...ept that he would not be the only one. Perhaps he could have. Perhaps I should’ve gone to him instead of letting Zander “smooth things over.” “Why didn’t I just say ‘yes?’” I asked myself. In that moment when I’d read his thoughts, and saw the bottomless grief that had formed in the place of Trenok, I saw the rational for what he did afterward.. It tasted faintly of ass, but I didn't care, walking back to my chemical equations while behind me I heard whispers. “What was that about?” someone asked. If only they knew…As the class ended, she stayed, obediently, looking a little frightened, but mostly clueless, as the last of her classmates left the room. “So,” I said finally, walking up to her as we were by ourselves. Out of the corner of my eye, I read her name on one of her college books on the desk. “Olivia,” I said, “looks like you. "I'll be your hostess here at the PleasurePalace."The three of them sat down together while Julie (who had once been a mannamed Jeff) explained how things worked at the Palace....the choices oflive or robotic people, the strip shows, the sex shows, how to navigatetheir way around....the choices seemed a bit bewildering, but extremelyexciting. In the beginning, at least, they agreed to stay together.Eventually, they found themselves watching a live sex scene, involving arobotic man named Paul,. I think you have a fever or something." Now was time to make my move. I started kissing Gemma all over her neck. "You're so beautiful. I'm glad I could see you again" I whispered. "Me too. I couldn't stop thinking about you... and this" She said as she grabbed my hard black cock. " Are you should you want to do this?" I asked as I slid her panties down past her feet. "I don't know.. I think so. She answered. I moved down to her thighs and licked her pussy as good as I had every tried. I moved.