They reflected images seen viewing one mirror, showing me, my childhood head, diminishing into infinity as the light in the mirrors work off of one an...ther, seems photons without end.I was extremely curious and also frightened by that. But I was always came back spending more time studying the effect, the phenomenon.“You had very early-on realization,” said Siza. This is important. You were, are, living representation of the person selected before time began to accept your role as the creator. We walked over the spiral staircase into the bedroom and locked it from inside.I was wearing a plain red siffon sari, v-necked matching red silk blouse and white innerwear. A pair of tiny shiny pearl earrings, the mangalsutra, a thin necklace with a small diamond encased in a heart-shaped locket (an anniversary gift from my husband), a few bangles were the jewels that i had on.“let me undress you,” i volunteered, feeling a bit shy, yet amazed to have said so.“oh! You want it really? Ok, then.”. It didn't take long for me to reach orgasm and I shot another load into her exquisite pussy. I stopped pumping and let it soak a few minutes savoring the extasy of the moment then withdrew and looked at Catherine. I turned her over and rubbed her shapely butt and slid my hand into the crack of her ass. My finger slowly slid into the pucker of her asshole and then burst through into her rectum. My girfriend Debbie had never allowed me to explore her ass but Catherine, given her condition, had no. Shocked, I backed off and opened my eyes. It wasn’t the linebacker.I was looking at my wife’s angelic face.“Why, in our bed?”_______________________________________________________________________Anna still couldn’t answer, and I figured that I’d lost the four million by walking out of the conference room, so did any of this really matter?“I know I hurt you but, please, it wasn’t my idea,” Anna pleaded. I just stared at her. “He made me go out with him and give myself to him. He made me take.