Now that the carrots were ready to be sliced, she picked up the chef’s knife to continue her preparations. By reflex she picked up the long knife in...an entirely different grip, one that felt much more familiar, and was intended for an altogether more sinister purpose. Her mind drifted, and she was suddenly reliving a sharply distinct memory from her past.The wind whistled past her cheeks as she clung to the top of the hover train. Thick smoke was billowing from the first class carriage ahead of. She was tall and slim, with long blonde hair. Her makeup was understated and she had deep red lipstick and matching nail polish. She was wearing a long silk kimono, and I could see that she also had stockings and heels.We sorted out the finances and chatted as she showed me into a room that was simply furnished with a bed and tasteful fittings and paintings on the walls. There was also a large mirror on one wall so that I could see what was happening. Susie told me to undress and have a. Alan lit a pipe and I recognized the smell of marijuana as Ted and George slowly removed my pants and shirt. As Alan brought the pipe over to our couch, everyone slid to sit on the floor around the coffee table. George unzipped his pants and his erection popped through his fly. He gently pulled my head to his lap and for the first time in my life a cock entered my mouth. I felt Ted rubbing my ass and I heard Alan say "Here," and seconds later a soothing gel was applited to my anus. I. I didn’t want to interrupt. You were obviously having so much fun. I heard more “ungghh’s” and “oooohhh’s” than ever before. Sex must be addictive. You do it all the time.”We howled. I almost hurt myself I laughed so hard. Only a computer, capable of processing millions of data bits each second but incapable of human feelings could come up with a statement like that. I had an idea. Hmmm…I wonder. “I was about to say we need to do a lot today. Like your clothes and stuff. And you.