Once inside I found a computer,started up remote desktop and attached to Albert's computer with the newcredentials I just added for myself. I was stil... baffled I knew how to dothis. It was a little frightening.I scrolled through the documents and began finding references to theisolation tank. The more I dug the more I found. Albert had been ridingmy coattails as his research involved subliminal messaging and knowledgetransfer upon subjects deep in REM sleep inside an isolation tank. Icontinued. Naked ... just as he had lain in her bed eighty-nine nights ago. Her eyes went to his penis, which was soft now, sheathed safely in a translucent tube of latex.But eighty-nine nights ago ... it hadn’t been covered in latex. It hadn’t been covered in anything.“I’m pregnant!” she gasped.And then, as the room suddenly grew dim, she felt the strength drain from her knees, just before something hard slammed into her buttocks. Then everything went black and her last thought was, “What will I do. I held out my hand and she took it. Her fingernails also held that same shade of light red. I couldn't stop myself from kissing a couple of tips and then move up and kissed her knuckles. That good feeling intensified with our touch and I didn't have to pull her any closer for our lips to make contact. It still disturbed me that I had linked with so many women, but that soft, furry feeling of rightness and goodness just made it so much easier to take. Much like adding sugar to a spoonful of. We walked out into the parking lot. She talked excitedly about the movie. I nodded my head in agreement.When we got into the car, I noticed that Mabel was actually wearing a ring on her left middle finger. It was a plain band of badly tarnished silver. It was not obvious unless you were looking for it."That's an interesting ring," I said."It was a gift from my dad. I've worn it for as long as can remember."How could a ring continue to fit from childhood into adulthood?'I held out my hand. "Can.