At least for the moment, until I'd been awake enough to get my priorities right.But then again, there's a time for everything. Now was the time to pre...are breakfast, in a few minutes it would be time to carry the tray back to the bedroom, then, maybe, hopefully, after we'd eaten it would be time to taste Mistress's sweet, hot pussy. Whose juices, by the way, still coated my face, her scent competing with that of the coffee, creating a unique, wonderful mix in my nose.Today the splint would. The game was over. The enemy had won. I threw the controller of the Playstation 3 on the couch next to me. “Damn, they got me. That was impossible.” “Sorry, Jimmy. But it was very close. You have to admit that was an exciting game despite that we lost. We were so close to beating them,” the female voice said. The female voice was Melissa. We had met through the world of online shooting games and we had formed a little team where we battled other teams online on weekends. I didn’t know much. As one of those who worked on making them, I know that this is not Magick. It’s nanotech. Teeny tiny machines, living off of the world, the humans and the animals. All things that weren’t ‘compatible’ got killed off. The rest of us were forced to survive the resulting social breakdown. The few of us that were left simply couldn’t handle the breakdown society. Whole countries moved into single towns to try and keep some form of society going. We reverted. Brothels formed up, and the law. It was a two-room suite with lots of room. Also, there was plenty of closet space to hide my stuff, which was all part of the plan. You see, we figured most guys wouldn’t be up for too much if they thought I was her husband or even boyfriend. So the story we concocted was that she caught her husband cheating on her, came to the hotel, and wanted nothing more than to drink and be merry. My story was that I was in town on business and met her the night before. About 10 pm, we headed down to the.