.. me.Who was me? What did I look like? Was I loved, or hated? What mission was I to be completing on behalf of the universe, here?Why???All that went...away when the door opened and a nurse walked in and started to fiddle with my IV pole."Hi," I said, softly. "Where am I?" EEEK!" she said. It might have been, "Ahhh!!!" I'm not positive, but it was one, or the other, for sure.The nurse dropped her clipboard, squeaked again, and woke up my companion, who sat up and said, "What Wrong? Is something. A little hesitant at first, then with greater eagerness, Mark began to kiss and lick his Louise’s sweet pussy. His warm firm tongue rasped gently over her lips, then parted them to descend into her vagina, drinking of her bland musky juices. He laved her entire sex and moved downward to taste the tartness of her tight butthole, then moved upward again to suck and lick at her tiny engorged clitoris. When she moaned and urged him on, he flicked her clit steadily and delighted in her rising. "Trina reached out and pulled Bree's shirt up over her head. "Don't worry. I'll go first. Just try to relax. Ok?"Bree nodded and reached behind herself to undo her bra as Trina began unbuttoning Bree's jeans. Bree's heart thundered in her chest as with Trina's help she wiggled out of her pants. She stood before her sister in nothing but her pain white panties and wished she had changed them to something a little more seductive. From the look in Trina's eyes though seduction was entirely. Then he took me on a quick tour of the facilities.Most of the floor space was taken up by various, sophisticated machines and assembly lines in a big open area. We passed a walled-off section that looked to be maybe two thousand square feet in size that had a keypad on the door for restricted entry. The sign on the door read, ‘Restricted Area – Elastomer and Silicone Production’.I asked Jim what that is and he said, “That’s just where we produce some of our, let’s say, special products, and we.