"You'd not enjoy the Virility Chamber, because you value your mind so much. One of our tried and true methods is to force the pleasure-center of the m...le brain to overgrow, consuming the areas that control memory and impulse control. You cherish your intellect, but if not for me — the Andrologists would turn you into a grunting, drooling support system for an enhanced cock!" I wasn't sure what to say to that.The Andrologists themselves were serious scientists bent to their tasks with a singular. She again noted it was midsummer and the sun was not to be waisted, she stood up and removed her sport shirt and pants. Now she had a slim mature body, her, the green bikini hid nothing in her shape.. She smiled and said this is how we sail. I agreed and removed my clothes to match her. The sun was warm and my fair skin was not going to handle it long, I was glad the sun was at least past dead center. Another beer fetching and a yell out for sunscreen, being the only other I took full advantage. ’ ‘Joe what are you talking about? Do you want a divorce?’ ‘No of course not honey, I love you. I don’t mean permanently.’ ‘Maybe you and I better talk about this first. Just what are you thinking?’ ‘Swap for a weekend or something like that.’ ‘You just want to be with Gail.’ ‘Now damn it Marcie stop that. Okay, so I do want to see Gail but what I really hope will happen is we’ll get some of that out of our system so we can settle down. This isn’t an option, we have to do something. I don’t. Is this what love does?” She moaned as he kissed the underside of her breast. “I ... oh Lou!” Because while Lou was enjoying torturing her, there was a limit to what he could do to himself. And her nipples were right there, hard and eager and just waiting for him to fasten his lips around them and suck. His eyes closed and he sucked upon her and Beatrice tried to arch her back against him, her hands tightening as she panted softly and moaned his name out like a prayer. “Oh Lou! Oh Lou, oh.