I stripped and my cock was hard and pulsing again. I put some lube on it and as I began to stroke it with images of the evening in my mind, I shot my...cum almost immediately. I was satisfied and frustrated at the same time. Once again, I slept poorly with confused erotic images floating through my dreams. Carol, Pete, an old flame Mary and my best buddy Jim were all in my dream and they were all entangled in various sexual couplings. I was in there too, but I seemed to be mostly an observer.. The beginning. That is where theproblems started." When we first created the world," Deacon told me, shifting into lecturemode, "We created a number of different worlds. Completely separateworlds with their own rules that people could plug into and interactin." Deacon paused for a moment, glancing at the computer beforecontinuing, "But somehow the Core become confused and connected theseseparate worlds into a single world... THE World. Instead of beingcompletely separated, they all became. “I love you, John.” Anita snuggled up to her husband but left her lamp on.Any questions John had about his wife’s intentions were answered when she slipped a hand under the covers and began fondling his cock through his pajamas. “I guess you weren’t sleepy, either,” he quipped. John stretched out, repositioning himself with an arm around Anita’s shoulders, and began to unbutton the pajama top.“Oh, John, I love you so much!” she whimpered as his fingers found her erect nipples. She fumbled open. " Then why not just go to his office and take care of him?"Grimcost asked, his embarrassment replaced by curiosity.Grimcost grinned - or as close as he could get to a grinwith his beak. "Mr. L says that's too easy for him. I thinkhe's got something more interesting in mind."***Viewing the body of a murdered man is never easy. It's evenharder when it's the body of a friend. Marcello Fontana -Mark to his friends - had been a good friend of mine sincethe days at Police Academy. We had both grown.