She has given me hints over the years of her desire to have sex in high risk places and situations, and as well she gets a thrill out of watching othe...s who are sexually engaged, and even enjoys some thing that really makes her dear to me. She likes to walk with me at the mall or through crowds at a local tourist area and point out and comment on particularly attractive women and men occasionally. She’s not bi-sexual (unfortunately) but she does have an appreciation of the beauty of the human. “So an eternal being COULD exist?”“If you put it that way, I suppose so.”“Then the existence of a god, of some kind, is, indeed, possible?”“No. The universe isn’t conscious or self-aware. It just is.”“And you know that, how?” Michelle asked. “You have proof? You can define and prove consciousness and self-awareness?”“Ladies,” I said. “We can go around in circles on this all afternoon. It’s my fault for going down that rabbit trail. Elizabeth, are you really completely and thoroughly. We had a lot of experience using it on each other. Alison posed, stroking her fake cock. The only other thing she wore was a gold choker, her name written in diamonds.A similar choker was about my neck, my name written in onyxes. It proclaimed me the slut of Mark and Mary. Sudden anger blossomed inside me and I reached behind my neck to take the vile slave collar off."What are you doing?" Alison gasped.I frowned at her. "I'm taking this damned thing off." You don't want to be their slut. Oh on your interview just tellthem about your experience at that motel and I think they willunderstand."Stephanie said, "I was afraid they might try to call my references andfind out I didn't exist." You tell them the truth and at least one person will understandbecause this has been going on for 3 or 4 generations if I understandright."Stephanie smiled and said, "Wow, so tomorrow while you are at work Ican just relax and escape with one of those cheesy novels." Well, in a couple of days I may.