I set the alarm for6:30 and drifted off to sleep.Brrrrriiiiinnnnnngggggg...Brrrriiiiiinnnnnngggggg. The alarm woke me from adeep sleep. I wondered if ...esterday was just a dream but as I woke I knew itwasn't. The stud in my tongue was definite proof. And the mirror in thebathroom proved more with matching gold balls surrounding my ear lobes. Idecided to make the most of it and bathed in a perfumed scented bath. It wasso relaxing. I sat there and then realized that I'd better get ready sincethe. Below it another one read: COME ON IN - MAKE YOURSELF AT HOME. I decided to take him up on his offer.The factory was deserted. The sun slanted in through big tall windows. A few shelves had a small number of classic toys - wooden soldiers, toy cannons, and the like. Most were empty. One got the impression that these were the leftovers from the last gift-giving season. It is a shame if these are the toys left behind, because they are much more enduring than most of what goes for "toys" these. “Oooooooohhhhh, fuck,” I heard myself moan, “Oooooooohhhhh, God! Fuuuuuuuuuccccckkkkkk meeeeee!” Tim groaned and thrust one more time, literally lifting me off the bed. The sensation of his cock flooding my ass with cum was too much for me to take and the world dissolved into my own orgasm that seemed to go on and on. When it finally subsided, I opened my eyes to see Tim over me, gasping for breath and grinning. “Damn,” he said, shaking his head, “I think you enjoyed that as much as I. Now going out allows them to enjoy conversations with others.Phoebe is amazed at the difference she sees. Shy Tim, from the first night, only how many weeks ago, is now outgoing and witty. Abbie has this inner glow over her all the time. Phoebe is amused, watching how much Abbie touches Tim showing her affection and wanting to let him know she is right there and attentive to his needs.Tim seems to be doing the same with Abbie. It is not the level of ‘get a room already,’ but just two people.