He arrived right on schedule on Monday, the 2nd of February at 9 a.m. but nothing about him was as expected. The home office didn’t prepare me for h...m. He was short and chubby with curly blond hair and big round eyes carrying a little gold briefcase that looked like one of those man purses with his name in embroidery on his coat and case. He wore white-white suit, white shirt, white tie, white shoes-all white. It made him look like a tiny ice-cream man. This was the scary guy who’d been sent. She hunched over and felt behind her ass for my hard penis. As she ran her hand along it, encouraging its firmness, she bent forward and kissed and licked my mouth. The taste of my seed in her mouth and her juices in mine mixing between us."Mmmm…tasted good doesn't it" she moaned.She kept stroking me and backing down my torso until the head of my penis stopped her continued progress. For the first time my hard cock was pressed against the entrance of Ally's pussy. She slowly pushed back…my. I conversed internally for a minute or so about what was happening, what we'd learned already, our lives, etc. 7A knew that someone had rolled the twelve 6s but he hadn't gotten any word of any results from the experiment, so 7B's experiences were all new to him. 7A had some differences in his life compared to the other two contemporary versions we'd experienced, but there's no fucking point in bothering to list them. [It took a few hours, but I discovered that about ten years ago, all but two. Is it...?”I nodded my head. “They'll see, Mrs. Teller. They'll see I'm a freak.”“Oh, honey, you're not a freak,” Mrs. Teller said, turning my shoulders to face her. I breathed in the vanilla scent that wreathed her. Lotion. She must have covered her body in it before falling asleep. I had seen her do that many times. She smelled so good. My dick throbbed in my tight panties as I trembled before her.“I am a freak,” I said. “Y-you ran away last night.”“Not because you're a freak.” She moved her.