"Uh, this is Mr. Wurtz and Mr. Grant," Paul said. "They're here about my Uncle Andy, who died last year." Oh, I'm Nikki Lampson, and this is Kim Taylo...." Turning to Paul, Nikki said, "Our place for dinner, at seven, okay?" Okay," Paul said."See you then," Nikki said, kissing his cheek, turning to leave."Don't be late, we'll be expecting you," Kim added, she too kissing his cheek. Then both girls were gone out the door.The three men turned back from watching the girls leave. Wurtz seemed to be. Everyone started tobe the same in body and spirit. Kind of the way you can have multiplemonitors on one computer. Something can happen on one screen or the otherbut you can drag it between the screens without issue. We did not know itat the time but quickly found out that we now all have photographic memory I can remember my birth from all points of view including my own as if itwas yesterday.The stock market had crashed overnight. Newspapers slowly died out as theneural connections between. " He inserted another two fingers up my ass, finger-fucking me hard and quick, my moans getting louder with each new finger being inserted. His three fingers were thicker than my fuck buddy's cock, and I'd never felt so submissive in my life. I moaned senselessly, letting him know how much I was enjoying his fingers up my ass as he fingered me harder and deeper… stretching out my tight little hole. Suddenly, he pulled his fingers out and stuck them in my mouth. "Suck them, slut" he said,. A huge benefit was that her job put her in contact with me on a daily basis. We would always hug and kiss whenever we greeted, or said good-bye, which had always been a part of our lifestyle.I retired after a few years and moved about 30-miles out of town. I hated the rat race of city life and almost became a recluse in my little piece of heaven away from everything. What I hated worse was the fact that my daily contacts with Amanda reduced to every month or two. On the rare occasions that I do.