I climbed astride him, reaching down and stroking him hard. I worked quickly, because I was getting desperate to get a cock in my cunt. Eric handed me...a tube of lube. I rubbed a little between my legs, then guided Mike's cock inside me. I leaned forward to allow him to suck my nipples and slowly slid up and down him. It felt like heaven. Over at the hot tub, the two women had stopped making out, and were watching us, their dripping breasts resting on the side of the tub. Eric got to his knees. " She tugged the bodice a bit higher around the throat. "Believe me, the real thing is harder to get used to... I may not look like it to you, but although I seem to look a lot like Gwyneth Paltrow and people are calling me by that name, I can assure you Tom Hanks resides within this... interesting... body! Everyone here seems to be alive and well even if displaced as another person. Lets try and figure out what happened to us and see what we can do to fix it!"A fat man in a black tux waddled. ..”“Hello?” She said as she picked up the phone.“Hello, Donna, Donna Alldring?” A unfamiliar voice asked.“Speaking?” Donna said a bit surprised, as it wasn’t Robert.“Hello, this is Dillon McDonnahue, the husband of Vivian.” The man on the other side said, “Sorry to bother you, but is Vivian still with you?”“No...” Donna answered slowly, suspiciously, “She left hours ago, around twelve...”“She hasn’t arrived home yet.” Dillon McDonnahue said, “And if she left around twelve from your place, she. This I did, and I was just puttingthe finishing touches to my make-up when the telepathic equivalent of atelephone ringtone started it's insistent throbbing in my head. I pickedup the Themyscreen and Donna's image appeared."They're gone," she said. "Mother and all the other Amazons havedisappeared. Paradise Island is deserted." How is that possible?" I don't know. There are some signs of a struggle, but that's all.There's nothing to indicate who might have done this or what happened toour.